The drawers close.
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Breathe
Pinned to the floor like a bug under a rug.
Waiting for something to be moved.
A warmth.
A scent.
A dream.
Nothing brings life to the pinned down bug.
Not a bandaid.
Not a prayer.
Unheard and unseen.
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