The flowers on my balcony bloombut shed their petals in a week. The floor is now an aftermath. I sweep up the shredded whiteand place them into the soil.I live so comfortably well that I only have to kill once in a while.An ant, a spider. A wayward fly. Tonight I will sleep without guilt.Tomorrow, […]
Tag: confession
FREEWRITING EXERCISE #70
I can fit all my faces into the headspace of a book.In the book, between every line a confession waits.Waiting for confession, I sit in the pews of the church.Spewing sermon and half-baked prayer I am mindful. Mind full of ideas half-baked in the sun like roadkill.Killers or their supporters all about the morning roads.Mourning, […]
ugly stage 