Tagged: unmarked
there is still a bit
in unmarked moments,
in unmarked moments,
we catch ourselves tipping the
scales for life, making
wishes for more or less of
the same thing, being so lucky
.
20160925:1003
y
it is always
it is always
easier to bookmark
your heart when
the story is still
very much
alive.
with just twelve
days under
my belt, i am
still walking into
each day, stunned,
as if it were an
unmarked chapter
folding me in
as i fumble
my way out,
storyless
.
20100302:2005
y
y 