wystswolf

In to every life must fall an existential lunch or two

Moving forward doesn't mean moving on

Break upon me as water on the rocks.

There's a lot of ways a day can be perfect.

Or To Come

If I wrote it, it just feels true.

Taking a pause from my usual navel-gazing to say that we're getting on the road, finally.

Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: