small is the one crafted in unlove pockets filled with empty to contain the fewest needs to earn the air and space that you breathe and take to earn some right to life to offset the creators' regret but your debt only ever grows so pockets filled with empty the one crafted in unlove is… Continue reading It’s Hard to See Her
Tag: childhood
return home
return home to breathe the air these lungs grew into to see how much the trees have grown up to see how much I have grown up and how much I never will. melissa suarez
House of Honey
In my deepest dreams I find my way back to the old house, before it was destroyed and restored, when at night it was surrounded by dark woods and the sounds of night creatures and pond frogs, and a train in the distance; I slept there then and I do again. And again. It's sticky… Continue reading House of Honey