the drawn out anger.
the thick fog of mute silence.
unthreading marriage.
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bloody hands
smell of fried onions.
the red blood of tomatoes.
wash my hands of it.
baked jewel
frosting on the cake.
round and moist and succulent.
take a bite of earth.
cold rains
the coals of the heart
once glowed with fiery passion.
now the heavy rains.
starting stories
pink baby faces.
a bookend of life’s journey.
the stories between.
through doors
from the deep ocean
we swim towards the dry shore.
opening a door.