by breathwords | Jul 5, 2020 | Extended Exhalations
our last days of winter were spent inhaling poetry, high on smoke and spice and a whole lot of s o u l, our lungs like hidden chambers filled with a breath of ashes, our hearts like hollow canyons filled with the echoes of prose we took a drag of every line and purged...
by breathwords | Nov 21, 2017 | Extended Exhalations
I rage like Summer, channeling the beast within, this heat of mine fires scorching words I need you hear my pain and feel my hurt I want you watch when these bridges burn I am a winter soul who soaks up the cold, standing alone and waiting on the coming freeze I am...
