Hey there! Happy December! I haven’t posted in a while, but then I got this poem from Laura Rodley and I wanted to share it. Peace, love, and solace     I Kid You Not The bird whose name he does not know flew smack against his armpit- the beginning of the heart meridian- smack through the car window, bounced to the floor amidst papers and cookie wrappers as though dead, eyes closed, smacked him hard enough for it to hurt, leave a faint … [Read more...]