Book Morsels

Roses on New Year’s Eve

Right now,
She is sleeping too.
Thorns more prominent in her slumber
than the fruits of her labor.
Reminding me that perhaps
bouquets of resolutions
are not meant to bloom in January.

Summer Mountains

Where do you find a truth? They’re hiding in our heaviest inadequacies. They are the insecurities that we put all of our hearts and effort into always doing better, into always keeping under a cover, and therefore to always keeping under control. They are in the imperfections we are constantly trying to force into perfect.Truths are covered in blankets of expectations woven together…