Too what?

Too many jumps, high and otherwise too little time, on the wrist and elsewhere too high a risk, for the heart and everything else too low a stretch, for sanity and all with it too long a hold, for that forever and it’s accompaniments too short a fuse, for a lack of answers and all […]

Unimportant

When the yellow is lifted off the bloom, drained away by actions that unmatch words, leaving behind a pale shadow that struggles to understand why even when the answer is as apparent as the brilliance of that bloomed yellowness as tangible as the fading smell of that deserted bloom. Unimportant is not a feeling wished […]