Day 354

and if you only knew
how my bones ache for you
I wonder if you would tell me
your body is fragile too

Day 353

at what point will we
realize we're all human with
one heart and two eyes?

Day 352

the rain is falling so fast
that my vision is blurry
but I think
I saw
a glimpse of you
turning the corner

it's funny
you know
how quickly it went from
seeing you everyday
to crossing my fingers
hoping

each time I go outside
I would
perhaps
be lucky enough
to see you
if only for a moment

Day 351

I am surrounded by people
and no one to talk to
I am a brown leaf
in a pile of red and orange
unnoticed and untouched
but look closely and you will see
the hints of color that I once was
before I fell to the ground
and lay there
waiting for someone to pick me up
and admire me
just me
and bring me along
clutched softly
in the palm of their hand

Day 350

there will be words in me
even when my blood runs dry
and my eyes permanently close

words never leave
they never stop running
through my soul

trying to jump from my skin
onto a blank sheet of paper
but they do not all
successfully escape
some will remain within my body
forever pounding on my veins
willing me to set them free

Day 349

wrap me up
in the sounds of your laugh
that comfort me more
than the warmest blanket
and soothe me greater
than the sheets of my bed

I am fragile
in the strong gates
of your arms
and I fear I will crumble
to pieces in your grasp
but then you laugh

and I am no longer afraid
not of you
because how could
an iron statue 
carry the voice of an
angel on its shoulders?

Day 348

I am a word enthusiast

I never tire of making others
feel things by placing
a few words
side-by-side

or creating new worlds
in a few sentences
or bringing visions
to life

I can relive memories
or inspire conversations
with twenty-six letters
and infinite possibilities

I am a word enthusiast

I find stories in things
that cannot speak
for themselves
and I write it for the world