writing – Page 18 – Thistle Thoughts

An Update from the Sickbed + Poems

The end of summer is making sure I feel it.

my wrath
drains crimson
down the bath

Flashes of lightning
illuminate you,
and I turn away
lest I cry.

I have learned to be glad
for the things I’ll
never understand

I feel transformational

New poem featured @
A Cornered Gurl on Medium

New Published Poem

This year most of
the world walked
a bit in my
self-isolation moccasins

Understanding
isn’t something
I can grovel for

Yes, there are dark corners
to cling to