Talking to you…3/21/22

PARTS AND PIECES Gift Here comes the red Dodge again. Parking itself in my memories. It was a snowy day, and probably icy too. The neighborhood where our street address had a nice ring to it, 802 Park Lane. One, of two houses I remember the full street address. Same neighborhood as the baby bird, … Continue reading Talking to you…3/21/22

Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019

I want to feel it, so badly. The lightness of life she lived. I want to breath it in my blood, and sweat it out my pours. She lived for that day, when she awoke it was all that mattered. The heaviness I carry, is a dull knife. What’s left is ragged and ugly. It’s … Continue reading Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019