Some questions I’ve been grappling with lately include: Where do I go with the writing now that I’ve squeezed most of the pain from my system? Now that I’ve talked about it enough, and wrung myself out and let myself drip dry? Where do I go, now that I’ve over-tapped the creativity keg and it […]
Say A Little Prayer
Smell fire, fire burning and moss, damp and earthy a soft, melancholy hush of foggy, silvery morning dew cracking, crunching, those stale branches, creaking, snapping, bare, barren, desolate trees wet, muddy, slimy leaves, slipping, then dry again, feathered needles falling, to blanket the path. Asters, Goldenrod, Sedum drying, clipping the hardy’s back, and pruning the smoke bush, […]