To the Parents

To the parents who were more than medicineHealing was never a one-way streetI acquired more than I ever could’ve imparted To the parents, when the goodbye wasn’t a see you laterYour memory will not soon fadeI will carry the lessons from day to day To the parents whose wounds didn’t just lacerate themThat cut may …

In Death’s Tender Embrace

In twilight’s hush, a breathless sigh,A weary soul begins to fly.With gentle hands, Death draws near,A quiet guide, devoid of fear. Whispers soft, the shadows dance,Through fading dreams, a final chance.In tender grace, her heart lets go,As life’s last thread unspools, and flows

Insomnia

Bleary-eyed in darkness

A Day in November

A reminder—

sometimes, just being

is enough.

A Meeting

There was a profound knowing in the
darkness of his pupils. And I wondered, more than I had ever cared to wonder
before, what he was thinking.