Week 13 – Wild


Thunder, and lightning.

Silhouette against the windows.

For the first time in a long time,
There is a rightness to the madness.

I suppose there are some things,
Too wild, too broken,
To touch.


Week 12 – Drowning


There are things in this life,
To hold on to.

I need to smell the sunshine mixed with saltwater on my hair.

I know how the water moves,
How it changes,
I can spot the anomalies and understand why.

It is one thing that I can always count on,
The way it moves me.

I need to drown to be free.