the days are a game / of catch and release.
Sometimes it all feels like swallowing glass; you reach for a solution but it's like trying to catch smoke in your hand.
silver as the / magnetic moonrise.
let's pretend this / never happened
when touch / becomes a / leap of faith / we don't ignore
the holes in the backyard / are their rousing valleys / the flooding in the grass/ is their forest floor
it took no / time at all / for time to / be so unforgiving
awareness for the what-ifs / awareness for the things / you could never comprehend / so you spend all of your / precious time trying to
she waits for rain / fills their cups / before the / storm breaks