Home

Posted on by Brit 
what’s it like to make a home?
in softest earth and sweetest water,
with sunlight tempered in the trees,
persuading withered roots from slumber

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Related Posts

to eat alone

  • ABP
  • March-17-2024
  • 1 min read
  • 0

I read one where her father, a cat preying in solitude, instructed us on the virtues of superior people: visits […]

Alien

  • Brit
  • January-6-2024
  • 1 min read
  • 1

i make myself an alien creature, i exaggerate my oddest traits. if i squirm and beg to eat your crickets, […]

Hello Love

Hello LoveI’ve kept a bongSo longAs my nights take flightMy lungs set alightPretty moments still come and goShrouded in blurred […]