laugh lines
it’s not the spring sun
that cracks the trees’ bark, but the
new growth from within
it’s not the spring sun
that cracks the trees’ bark, but the
new growth from within
is it the spring breeze
that makes me shiver, or the
moon, reading my thoughts?
unsolved paradox:
teaching kids about peace while
giving them nerf guns
each raindrop requires
one mote of dust. do your part.
exhale completely