words haunt her
I have no words this week. Instead I’ll be posting some photos and save the words for another time.
the coyotes howl out west–
how i wish i could howl
your green ribbons laced with thorns
and was relieved that your threatening
presentation was so beautifully exaggerated.
The feelings you inspired in me may have been
completely irrational, however I enjoyed the primitive fear
that crawled up my spine upon seeing you sauntering
leisurely across the parking lot.
mermen, shadows, silver lockets or stones–
telescopes, tea cups, or a broken corazon
Light will shine through with the smallest invitation