I have traveled many miles
to see the end of the rainbow.
write
The day after always feels bad.
My bookcase has books about stories –
stories about things – things people wrote.
The dust builds every single day.
To jump all in means to be here when it begins. We must be ready –
7th Self-Published Chapbook. 3/4 of The Driveway Journals
When the pain comes,
I don’t hide.
