Trickle and reach chilled breath carried into another life to feel the arms, fingerling tapestry frosted by aimlessness an icy sigh unheard but sensed wrapped in a nameless wonder the chill stalls. Paula… Continue reading
Oh how I wishA dishCould hold meLike this… A pauseAwareHow It…Elevates everything. Paula Antonello, Poetry. Copyright: Thursday, January 24, 2019. Image: Tortellini Perfetto, by P.M. Antonello.