Tag: august

  • August

    August

    august surpasses july let downs, drying of tears.heat waves endinginsomnia persisting.everyone has left or is leaving.but i promised myself i’d learnhow to stay. scattered attentions,enough reservoir to aspirenot enough to complete. i shed ghost writing skins, i’m ready to find my words. i can’t when i feel this small, this broken, this watched, this critiqued..so i open the front door, softly,…