Category: NaPoWriMo2025

  • Day 26: good morning

    so light you can hardly feel it but it patters soft against the metal awning. birds sing in distant trees, little chatters rise and fade as hummingbirds zip from place to place. enough rain has accumulated to begin a slow dripdripdripfrom the eaves and leaves. just now, a sigh of wind that makes me pull…

  • Day 25: country roads..

    it’s easiest to find at dusk, under a full moon, or shortly after dawn when every living thing heaves a relaxed sigh.climb the nearby hill and find the rock that grants you sight of the rib cage valley with its expansion and contraction. (a heartbeat, my heartbeat.)the archer aims straight for my worn rooftop, my…