Save any space you can.

The hum of June buffets the doors not so long before we mourn.

 

There was a garden. Something to pray for, even at the wake.

I want to say it was enough.

— — Kenzie Allen from poem Love Songs for the End of Us

• I Am Not The Whiskey You Want
• Life Is Too Short To Wake Up With Regrets
• Make Love Your Lodestar
• There Is An Ocean Of Silence Between Us… And I Am Drowning In It
• A Week Is More Than Enough Time For Us To Decide Whether Or Not To Accept Our Destiny