I think I like the rain. I mean, I think I don’t mind it at all. I like when it hits my face, my hands, my palms. It reminds me that I’m alive. In the moment. In a time that we’re all walking around wearing shoes, so cut off from our senses, it’s the closest … Continue reading
Category Archives: Think
Poems – Morning Cuddles
Little flower. Stomped and trampled in a garden. So delicate and so broken. So Sad. You deserve so much more. Come with me. I need coconut water after last night. You need a better final home. There’s that monkey tree, same as always yet today it’s different. Today I have you my little flower and … Continue reading
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