My lids are heavy. My brain churns thoughts. I run for home, spooning with dog. Exhaustion. I am aggressive and stalwart.
Month: April 2015
Solitary Respite
Closing the spaces I once shared. Closing the trust I once spared.
I write to live.
My lids are heavy. My brain churns thoughts. I run for home, spooning with dog. Exhaustion. I am aggressive and stalwart.
Closing the spaces I once shared. Closing the trust I once spared.