Well, hello again. Susie spent the night in my hospital room, reading me ancient poetry from Rumi. He wrote a lot about donkeys and plants. Sadly, the thought occurred to me, I am not that deep. The leap from donkeys…
Well, hello again. Susie spent the night in my hospital room, reading me ancient poetry from Rumi. He wrote a lot about donkeys and plants. Sadly, the thought occurred to me, I am not that deep. The leap from donkeys…
Tap, tap. Can you hear it? At times it’s faint. Deafening, as we speak. A dull thud when I was younger. Now, it hits with an ear ringing metallic clang. Tap, tap, tap, it repeats, as the wedge that divides…