by admin | Sep 5, 2026 | poetry
Moving Sidewalk How do you describe what it means to grieve a loss- pulled by a force not your own through a world that insists on proceeding as usual? I’m not sure I can tell you, but I’ll give it a try. Have you ever been on the moving sidewalk in the airport,...
by admin | Sep 3, 2026 | poetry
We’re all the strong friend- for we exist in a world with *all of this*. Do your people know they are loved, they are seen, they are thought of? Because all you can do is tell them, see them, know them. We can’t control much, and there’s no magic 8-ball, to tell us...
