a question 6/19/26

Do you still see it? The tree in the darkness? I don’t see it. Not clearly. Not like I used to. Sweet scent of apple blossom in the night. Fractured touch of bark under hand. Listen closely, you can hear the leaves. Even closer, the oars against the waves. The tall...

a question 12/26/25

Do I love you? I’m not sure I do. I value you more than anyone else. It isn’t romantic though. And despite feeling this way for so long, I don’t believe it’s permanent. Both of us know that nothing ever is. People have told me I love you. Childishly. Unreasonably....

why

Now that’s the question The only one that matters And the best part is I don’t know That freed me once but never...