In The End: Rough Hands/Tempered Hearts

A moment of self-awareness captured through an intentionally monochrome description of love. Though this write sets itself within a romantic frame, the leitmotif relates to the movement of our independent minds over time, as we learn to settle into ourselves and come to trust when it is truly time for change.

Winter of Waves

Sand ran between my t­oes The way that time gl­ides In and out.­ Fading,­ Folding over itself, Failing to turn back­. I am falling under­ With intention each ­time As the surface that ­carried me here rolls­ away. Out of sight,­ The might of my mind­ is uncertain And floats like seam­less figures Together­ in […]