Thursday, May 28, 2015


Because I love 300 words or less, here's an old piece of my heart:


An echo of coal
still glows orange and red,
softly round, inside my soul.
Is it too much?
Not yet. When it is,
I'll let you know.

And this is what helps me wakey-wakey at 4 am, because that's the only time I can chunk out to write during this chunk of my life:

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