Sounds of silence

During days I once slowed to listen for hidden sounds, to take in contrast of chaos against calm, pressing needs against what simply is without me, things for which I’ve no responsibility. I’d trained myself to find the ground in small noises, that sudden...

Morning rain

for day on day, clouds hang heavy, blanket of wool on sticky hours, people ask, when will it rain? say, we really need rain. say, it’s getting sorta scary all these days with no rain we, the people of gore-tex and pulled up hoods (and only umbrellas if...

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