acceptance

he had sought the woman with wildflowers in her hair for so long he nearly missed the fact that she is the wildflower herself they say something of missing the forest for the trees he saw the flowers but nearly missed her lounging among the blooms he dreamt of plucking her gently by the stem […]

as the light grows closer

am i drowning is that the surface of the sea or an angler fish in the depths i can’t tell and for some reason call it that fatalistic kill switch in the back of my head i don’t care i’ll continue to swim irregardless of direction until my lungs compress down to the size of […]