Writing Retreat
Time. Time. Only a little. Only my share. I respect time so much more than they do out there. Out there Time is such a poorly executed concept.
Covenhenge
We shall remember the deepening lake and its take on the unbreakable sky
Saint Hypatia
I’m only here to return some library books and pay the late fees. Oh, and run for coffee too.
Ms. Chief
In my first long sleep in ages
such dreams. Such strange sleeps.
Broom me a floorlit exfil.
Ajo & Osi
“I should like to find a feather,” said Osi.
Empahniviterafreh
May I lightly tread as a shadow traipses
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[ magnetic ] poetry
like time [ it|self ]
another wonder|ful knot in the string
[ an|other ] stop
to be continued
Daisy Cutters & Dough
Buckle up, Babysitters…
Coven Door
How much love could a coven mother covet if a coven mother could covet love?
Moonrise, Mabon
The leaves are flying. ‘Tis the season. I feel like it’s time to get back to work, whatever it was.