this year came to me as, of all things, the bone deep unseen ache in your ass the day after doing squats.
Tag: growth
so glad they do
the new life you long for comes at the price of the thing you’re too afraid to let go of
possibility
not unlike a window positioned precisely between two worlds
my body, my garden
if I’m going to bloom at all in this little life
what my nose knows
like manure in a rose garden
sum
hopes tempered by dread I dream
the stream
when I sit by the stream I don’t wonder what i’ve done to deserve it’s trickle
SO VERY HUMAN 