If you were here I would have nothing to say. I would only find ways to urge you to leave because over these years, for which you have been gone, I have become this woman with a girl’s sense of reason and a fool’s logic. If you were here and I could see your face… Continue reading If You Were Here

I see you sometimes passing me on the road and you do not look my way. My instinct is to follow until I realize that is all I ever do, all I have ever done. I have followed you around for years, from state to state and across continents. I have been there by your… Continue reading Passing