Far-Flung Galaxies

my fingers slip through murky ink gravel rushes towards my face these tears will stay inside harboring all the hate and dread and sadness prone to stargaze I lift my chin looking for that one pale red star mist swirls around my shoulders letters and code drift aimlessly before my eyes stretching my hand out […]

And Now I’m Grounded

I miss your fingers tracing my ribs soft curves and divots a keyboard that released different pitches of sensation and your hand as it played up and down my spine gentle at first then added pressures and sighs I was transported high into the heavens my head a swirling galaxy of thought and emotion I […]