189: before facing the day

a calendula bloom days old in the vase a great consolation the hint at which it was suggesting time to slough off a skin that had worn too thin begun to curl away from the bones.

188: traveling to or from

I heard it before I pulled away not with ears exactly with a place unidentifiable where life has been so many times over I just know taking off makes all the difference an insistent grace I’m incapable of hearing calls until that certain age ah...

187: travel to michigan

I’m going again after just six weeks regular like a regular I can remember when I left determined to leave the broken pieces there without me as if I could find what went missing in this new place there came to linger parts that I could not puzzle out yet could...

185: moved by this strange life

six years old for a moment eyes peeled back by the moon shine smiling through my window that strawberry blossom hung by a string dangling at the end of God’s fingertips teasing tickling my eyelids i’m keeping my feet from the ground for one more minute...