Day 25

April 25, 2018

I claim I know who I am and how, what to write down, but nighttime, wet snow falling presses me …

Day 20

April 20, 2018

is it a god or a black cat that crosses my path in these woods? am I cursed, sainted, lost, …

April 17, 2018

I specialize in making other people’s dreams come true because tending to my own stings, asks too much of heaven