Posts Tagged ‘Being false’
Wide stretched wings and deep mud knees….
When those implants came out there came to me the freedom of a child, a release from heaving false things around. I had let a few close friends in, let them support me as I journeyed through, and felt the warm touch of sunlight in a room I’d shut away. Nourished and known, it felt…Read More
of monsters and mercy and me….
I’ve dreamed it since I was young, this recurring fright: I’m at the beach with my family when suddenly I’m standing on bare sand that is sloping madly toward the sea and a monstrous black wave is towering over me….towering…..and I’ve no time, not a second, to run. And I don’t know how I got there….the waves were…Read More