Eve Rounds

not today, today

too windy to sprint
still
enough to write
inside the comfort and quiet here
still
so recently reshaped
or so it feels
new
in a first time sharing a sleeping bag
sort of way

too tired to sing
still
enough to think
inside the brawn and peace here
still
so recently reshaped
or so it feels
fresh
in a storm outside an oversized tent
sort of way

Twins

It isn’t easy being a twin.   Others considered us as one two-part person,  while our parents saw,  in our conspiring, four or more.  

should.

dark morning darkness woke up crying i now embrace the word should. it’s a simple truth. my dad should be with me on my   

27 days ago

i lost you so suddenly too suddenly your blue eyes in a constant state of near tear because you loved life giving us so much

haiku ish

in this direction waves break to the right of me reversing my own current

.no . title .. here …

your ……. face against the bruised air between my quiet mind and the raging storm …. panic .. desire …….. pain and wishful logic slowly …