Category: writing

  • words fail merunning away from my mouth when I tryto squeeze in a few more syllables and all the ones that matter burn upin the flames of my anxiety-rjm

  • Last night I searched for you in the surfIn waves that flooded a house on a cliffAll I could see was the chimney barely breaking the surfaceI thought of you inside those four wallsTumbling in the waves amid your thingsI woke up just as I reached that barely there chimneyMy fingers falling through nothing as…