Timebomb #MondayBlogs

I break the night with my shrill voice screaming into the darkness I hold the burden of pain careless slaps and gasps of fear I rule over the day with my shouts and warnings and they know that they need me to keep the schedule but they resent my purpose they hate my voice universally … Continue reading Timebomb #MondayBlogs


Photo by Anastasiya Lobanovskaya on Pexels.com A pinch to the back of the neck intuition diving into the tangible, the visible to shout us awake skin starts its crawling alarm begging us to stop to come to attention like all of the baby hairs up and down the arms standing upright a claxon sounding in … Continue reading Crawling