Radio silence? I can’t hear a thing.
Is it my heart or mind that sings?
Hearing music no musicians will ever make.
Singing words that are all but fake. Continue reading “My Duet”
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Category: Poetry
The Rain Has Come
One Breath. . .
One breath. . .
Another.
One thought. . .
Another.
The circle repeats itself. Continue reading “One Breath. . .”
