1/24/2021

In Season

It’s called wintering

this living in the spaces 


between breaths 

between glances 

between lovers 


with backs turned toward 

the center of the bed.


[LSS, 1/24/21]

No comments:

Post a Comment

Morning Report A wall of paper fortunes and threads,   a letter shredded, made into tea, the dream of order slipped   into every cup in my c...