sifting spurious screams “sacramental”. Tender Word. Sanctuaried.
Tag: haiku
ineffable
I can’t find the font my mind is speaking in. And then the magpie sang.
you are not alone
Summer stretches out the viscous my mind’s pushing through, enticing me, to take a dive down into the undulating clarity… Read more you are not alone
the trash man cometh!
calls out my mind as dawn dries briny eyes. O pry not this dream from me! Featured image:… Read more the trash man cometh!
ichor (revisited)
Petrichoric bliss enchants droughted inhale. Drenched by Red of sword’s chords. *the sword of the centurion who… Read more ichor (revisited)
