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In the Meadows

Does Ease still know my name? Though I wandered in the valleys of doubt In the shadow of strain Swam in rivers of anger In rage and loathing Does love still know my name? I toiled in the mines of Ugly Tearing away at the walls of disease Does the light still know my name?Continue reading “In the Meadows”

Into the Cold

The world became scaryScaryColdAnd I wanted to run backTo the places I knowWhere I feel safeThose pockets, or streamsWhere the world is blocked outA warm fog of yellows and brownsCarries me,And the world is distant. No, stay. I stayedIn the coldIn the realization of the coldBriefly, feeling the scary worldCold and blustering. I said, HebaContinue reading “Into the Cold”