I'm sorry I tell you "it will be okay" When it seems like the world is falling all around us. I know why you glare down, refusing comfort.
By Faith Campbell5 years ago in Poets
While feeling the tingle of the salt water, While sifting through the dry, colorful carcasses of the sea, My eyes alighted upon a sandpiper,
Someone once told me that small, fast creatures experience time at a different rate: Slowly enough to see each raindrop lose its form and spread upon the ground,
