…and every dot represents clusters of communities of living matter we will never recuperate. That too, is not your fault.
Like an axle connects apair of wheelsto help retain their combinedconnectionlove binds us to each other,wisens usin each others' affection © selma* #sundaypress#easylikesundaymorning FYI My baby, my debut poetry collection, In…
Photo by selma Childrennothing has changed since we first visitednothing but our numbers—now he's in SpainI'm here We’ve been going to see the fireflies at the same location ever since…
Written for our W3 Poetry Prompt, which goes live on Wednesdays at The Skeptic’sKaddish. This week’s PoW, Robbie Cheadle. 👏🏽 Submissions are open for 5 days, until Monday, June 17,…
"In the universe, there are things that are known,and things that are unknown, and in between them,there are doors." ~ William Blake Prompted and written for Dora of @PilgrimDreams.com, the host…
blent in, ponderous and beautiful The Whale turned to me showed me the future- at once beckoning laughing, and I felt love grew infinitely wide brightness moved into me wrapped…
"I'm fed up," I told it,"I think I'd like to see others."Packed my bag and my mementosbut it insisted, for old times' sake,to walk me to the bus stop.A week…
if when you leavemy smile you seeand not the griefyour leaving bringsthink not my woundswithin are healed,those are entrenchedwhere you can't seethey shall bear bloomsin ample timesubmerge the scarsroused like…
Spirals: here’s a Fibonacci on Milan Kundera’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being: my favorite section.
Written for Melissa from Mom With a Blog, who welcomes us to Monday Prosery at dVerse. Melissa says: I am taking lines from Poe’s “Sleeper”, which maybe read in its entirety here. Your…