orange melt

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i can feel the energy of the sun melt into my skin
my eyelids absorb the orange glow
the crisp winter wind steals the feeling from my fingertips
you bring me back to life with a tug of your leash
keep moving, we’re almost there

M.

A regular winter’s day

I’m constantly uploading the images from my iPhone to my computer and wiping my phone. I have a pretty strict organization system for my images and for what makes the cut. Obviously, my kid Grace is the exception to this rule. Just can’t have enough pictures lol.

This pretty much summarizes the content of my phone at any given time:

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Back in a snap!

M.

twine

this family was knit with twine
laced with careful yet time-worn fingers
prepared as a duty
patterned by past confessions
the holes sewn feverishly
should we get lost in the storm
no one can say
we didn’t try our best
no one can say
our net wasn’t cast long or hard enough

we sit idly by in this ship
comparing ourselves to the others
as we go down without words
pretending, as a duty
that the twine was enough.

M.