Wednesday, May 15, 2019


poetry month continues
bleeds into a drabble a day
like one cup of tea turns into two
because i haven't finished this book
that a friend gave me
that her friend wrote
and wrote beautifully, if i might say so
so i do say. it makes my heart
pound feel realer. heavier. truer.

1 comment: said...

When I pick up a book to read, I find unable to finish it. So I jump to another one. It's a big bad habit. You have written well! I see you soon want to complete a book you are holding for some time now.