she was nowhere. she was everywhere. When she fills my mind I see only her.
[unspoken] her physical absence takes up more space than mere presence ever did.
in Ohoka i made a temple on the front porch on a sunday morning.
i was alone with myself under a blue sky. i drank coffee and i smoked
and i reflected on death.
words wait. they wait in the corners, they build in the corners, they stretch
out. against my skull. words hammer my head.
breathe in. breathe out.