The rising tide

Through The Glass Darkly

Day 3 You are here You sit at the window, poetry book in hand, watching the birds outside your window. You will not listen to the news. You will not engage in the stress of the day. You will sit, feed birds, make tea (because…you are in a coffee tastes like poop phase where you …

Continue reading

Day 2 You are here You sit at the window, poetry book in hand, watching the birds outside your window. You will not listen to the news. You will not engage in the stress of the day. You will sit, feed birds, make tea (because…you are in a coffee tastes like poop phase where you …

Continue reading