– If I said that I missed you, – If I said that I still thought of you smiling across the rug peering down shrouded corridors between feathers bird seed or prints in soil – it would be true. – – We always feel so different, our unfamiliar ropes fingers finding music through darkness and hesitation unsteady, uncertain – in dim rooms that gradually brighten. – we reinvent, learn to…
II. Where’ve you gone, my darling love? She cried. You’ve disappeared. – I can’t hear the soft rising and falling of your chest in the night, or taste the bite of your fingers clamped sweetly around my own. And it’s not until I close my eyes shut that your face appears to me. – [the gate shifts on its hinges, lavender stalks shrug and bend] – I’m still here. I’m…
The Searcher came in search To find messages from a multitude of hearts White rose I picked up from the pavement During my first departure Air rose dipped in the red ink Changing color Making rhythms in a dark room I painted Your face with a clean brush Why are you here? Searchers need not search in solitude The Searcher found a home of belonging A place where we are…
I came here in search. I came. she came here longing, searching. She was solid She was frozen. She came she denied. She died. the heart beats and beats. i came here in search of the meaning of the heart. Heartbeat after heartbeat. Beat, beat. And after that beat another beat. the heart beats but what does it mean? i dont know what it means but i will try to…