I am liar
My heart lied while beating...
Burnt out bulbs
dark windows...
Move those legs and run.
Find the quickest route...
In the times of pain
And heartache...
24 hours.
Its been 24 hours since I had to say goodbye to...
The book of life is perennial as the stars.
Patterns, haunting our every move...
Our whole family suffered after you died;
All of them left to pick up the pieces of them...
There’s creation in the distance separating...
The cremation of malignance and a tender fear of...
In the quiet of my studio, I begin again,
Chisel in hand, marble before me...
I see you there Momma,
sitting under the tree...
Life for you was hard, you did your very best...
You've lived long enough to see 3 generations of...
Yesterday the final petal curled its soft shape...
Under a willow...