calling for silence
2025-02-23
a sip of water
traveler goosebumps
my hands never fully relaxed lying on the keyboard
th,s how , would wr,te ,f they were
my greatest love
orange embers meeting the sea
accompanied by all that’s in solitude
indigo sky
lonely stars
fire gone
fire needed
floating on water
my navel
not much goes on
life is
awaken dreams awake me
to a place thoughtless
how do you want to read?
poems can unravel themselves as you read, line by line, at a considered pace — or just sit there, fully visible, like normal.
change this anytime — look for “reading: …” near the top of any poem.