shelter + contentment + natty

solidly sheltered, inside, as the wind whistles through the window-frame. against a backdrop of dark walls, a wisp of steam floats up.   the tea is well-brewed this time, and feels like being content. inside, the fireplace crackles, emitting a faint scent of burnt sugar.   the blanket over the back of the couch is… Continue reading shelter + contentment + natty

Poetry 101 Rehab: Dark

i rely on the dark. it is an elixir, a serum the better to tell truths. witness once every twenty-four hours and hide to reveal new things. one by one details come to the dark. strip away the dark and layer up the light bring back the fake. honesty by light - it's too much, too… Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: Dark