Perplexity

Figure this out, this month has been a complete fog. Maybe it’s the cold, or post holiday blues, I just can’t put my finger on it. I’ve been thinking about my mom, she passed in January two years ago and oddly I wasn’t so melancholy about it last year on the first anniversary of her […]

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Amber

Amber falls from the sky like liquid gold drowning paths untaken, drowning paths unseen Gently Amber glides the season before death, moving with no hurry,  no sense of time already departed

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Paradox

Blue’s not so bad. A touch of white for the Divine, at least there is some clarity there. She sits remorseful back against her chair and yet still she stares outward in hope.

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