by breathwords | May 10, 2019 | Bright Breaths, Extended Exhalations
they call her moon child, the girl with a midnight soul and an anxious heart she listens to their soft hum music as they sing songs to the forest trees about all her phases, the way she moves between new moon voodoo and full moon magic, the way she knows all your...
by breathwords | May 6, 2019 | Extended Exhalations
everyone has secrets hers are buried in fields where buttercups weep because the sun hasn’t graced their faces in far too long everyone has stories hers bloom along the lonely river, beside the winding road, on a path of stardust lined in daisies and dandelions...
by breathwords | Oct 19, 2017 | Bright Breaths, Extended Exhalations
There is something true about the sun, something honest in the way it rises and sets, as if it knows we need a little light to guide us, but also understands that we’re a little dark too I remember in college, on those early mornings after nights I...
by breathwords | Aug 4, 2017 | Bright Breaths, Extended Exhalations
there is something about a storm that’s always soothed my soul, the way the sky is falling and the wind is calling, the way the thunder echoes others feast on liquid sunshine and timid turquoise skies, but I like the power of the night, the amazing way it...
by breathwords | May 12, 2016 | Bittersweet Breaths
