Tracking Dirt
Tracking Dirt A lifetime’s dirt, tracked in on my shoes. Here and there, it’s left to fill my house. A fine collection, of grainy, muddy...
Your Visit
Sometimes when the moonlight strikes, just right through the window, I can see you laying there, black glistening hair shimmering off the light, a peaceful...
It Is Dark Beyond
the window It is dark beyond, my darkened room. My window opens to a troubled realm, of spirits and unwanted guests, the least of which...
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