I'm late, I'm late but I don't recall what I was running for and time falls away as we tumble down this rabbit hole it felt slower in my head faster in your bed messy and raw and real. I've always been…
Read Morewhen the trees spoke to me I whispered back your name on every leaf they asked why I'm not moving on, I'm moving on, I'm moving, at least. my feet crunch uneasily beneath them their vibrance, their color, their life because there's…
Read Moreclosure is a chapter of a book I loved to pretend would never end you cannot change the words once they've been written but oh, how you tried denied and lied rearranged or straight up erased the narrative to better suit your…
Read Moreclose my eyes click my heels three times I know, I know, I'm the one that left but you were already gone you left years ago. you know. I tried holding on. my hands were clenched so tightly I couldn't see the…
Read MoreADVENTURE WITH DOG Quarantine, day sixteen. Wait until evening. Safer, less people. Less leash. The sky softly settles as we stroll into the sunset, city over one shoulder, forest just ahead. The moment we step off the paved path is when I…
Read MoreYour face is the northern shoreline with the ocean in your eyes, a gentle unstoppable rise. I rest my head upon your chest, feel the ebb and swell of your breath, run my hand through sandy stubble along your chin that scrapes…
Read MoreFamily & friends of Helen Yvonne (Haugen, Weber, Wettestad) Hamling, Here are links to her memorial program, just for reading: HelenYHamling_read print-ready file: Helen-Yvonne-Hamling_print Please feel free to download & share.
Read MoreAt dawn I glimpse her face, winking behind the trees in quiet defiance of morning, stealing kisses from the sun. His already sweaty gaze is eager to consume her, eyes wild with the rise: panting, pulsing pigments like a feathered fowl in tantric flight.…
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