I silently cast a white bone spell with the new moon A starless revolution I waited, visiting in perfect stillness Engorged circle hanging in the air like breath Fat Moon – I rose to melt the frost, blinked blood and knew it didn’t take. E.K This untitled poem is an original piece that attempts toContinue reading “an untitled poem – Dec 11th”
When I gaze upon this finished piece I feel: washed in warm – nestled someplace soft.
Two things that have been bringing me joy lately are fresh loaves of bread baked in the Le Creuset Dutch oven Kaleb got me for my birthday this year, and thoughtfully hand-mending my clothing. For much of my life I prioritized quantity over quality when it came to clothing. I think moving from Arizona toContinue reading “Dutch oven bread and hand-mended clothing”