Blue
I live in a house in a room where the walls are painted a blue that is a cross between the deepest ocean and a blueberry popsicle. The weather outside was luscious today, a chance to get a dose of Vitamin D that we usually don’t have very often this time of year in Portland. [...]
A thing
Like a man lost in the desert or at sea,
my thirst is strong and unquenchable by anything within my reach;
yet I will be afraid and untrusting when salvation is at hand,
doubtful that my senses are honest and what is before me is good and real.
Tentatively I will get to my hands and knees, bending my [...]
