A short poem reflecting on the nature of memory, loss, and loving ghosts...
scars
Scars hold memories. These are a few of mine...
Shoulder-High
This prose-poem is about my paternal grandfather, who always walks with me.
A short poem reflecting on the nature of memory, loss, and loving ghosts...
Scars hold memories. These are a few of mine...
This prose-poem is about my paternal grandfather, who always walks with me.