Over time I reflect on people on moments on time past situation critical sometimes few times strong enough to wipe off humor other times trivial so much to ignore. But each time new bonds were created as shaky ones castigated developing envelope of memories that fill up a life time People moving in directions withContinue reading “I miss you.”
My lover departs on a voyage to the east oh! how I’ll miss him. Written for Bluebell Book’s Short Story Slam.