I woke to my cat’s claws grating on the window screen.
I thought my skull was exfoliating,
petrified layers breaking clean. Read More
Tag: moon
Thinking heart
I’ve been thinking hard.
The icy moon does not think.
Fall into the moon. Read More
I woke to my cat’s claws grating on the window screen.
I thought my skull was exfoliating,
petrified layers breaking clean. Read More
I’ve been thinking hard.
The icy moon does not think.
Fall into the moon. Read More