Written in light, autumn brought its yearly illusion, giving us new perspectives, and showing us that darkness only bides while we keep still.
Tag: 1 Sentence Poems
Antimetaphorical
When the playground bully is the teacher, where does the tormented student go?
To share is human:
Isolation Station
Waiting my turn, watching people pumping gallons of loneliness into themselves, paradoxical thoughts enter my mind — how it is, electronically, I can transact with someone I’ve never seen nor ever will see; how it is that flowers bloom where they were not planted, and die where they were; and how it is, like food and drink, we are destined to lose most of what we take in.
To share is human:
