40 days & 40 nights.
Without Relent.
But we’re here.
Safe & Sound.
Sheltered.
Shaded.
Sure.
5/14/19
I write things and put them on the Internet.
40 days & 40 nights.
Without Relent.
But we’re here.
Safe & Sound.
Sheltered.
Shaded.
Sure.
5/14/19
How many donuts
will fill
this breach?
A sugary pile
of guilt-gifts
only rots.
Cut back
the ragged edges
of the outer wall.
And make passage
out of breach,
to go unto
dear friends
once more.
5/5/19