I am splintering.


Fragments of ice

slice through tender skin

– silver daggers puncture holes

bleed snow.

A frozen tree cracks –

slams tortured timber


a forested floor.

Shivering body

swirls in chaotic waters.

Labored breathing forces

Soul Surrender.

Even endurance has limits

I learn.

June 30 2020


Seal Skin – Soul Skin


This body is

my holy altar

my bounded skin

my embodied soul

my closet kin.


July 2 2020

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