Slipping

Hold back, hold on, letting go is too easy there is a catch, there has to be, something, something give it meaning, tell me what is needed to be heard, before it slips through the thin grasp I have. Let go they say, let it be free, but there is a catch, always a catch … Continue reading Slipping

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Focal Point

The morning humidity bled into a dry, heated afternoon that left clothing clinging uncomfortably to slick skin recently doused with luke warm water that had laid just outside the mercy of the shade cast by a nearby chair. The now empty bottle baked, forgotten in course grass, next to half a dozen bottles that had … Continue reading Focal Point