Didn’t have a chance in hell

Crumbling cliff’s edge before me, yet another precipice hard fought for another fright that makes my feet tingle so strongly I feel I’m tiptoeing through clouds and all I’m doing is standing here Alone Wolf Howling under my breath so as not to shake the boulders from the sides because if I do they’ll tumbleContinue reading “Didn’t have a chance in hell”

It Hurts

April 2, 2020 There’s a glowUnder that bridge, the one that holds the sky up,The mist sits her heavy hips around it,And it creaks to you in a language you remember from a dream.Wander the wildest path you can find,Whisper backThe trees and the owls know what your voice sounds like.Touch where the legs meetContinue reading “It Hurts”