Dream

Last night I had a Brandon dream. They’re so rare, so infrequent. The exact events of the dream are foggy at this point, but what I remember is Brandon was suddenly back, alive, breathing, and talking. It was like he went away on a long trip somewhere far, far away and had no access or …

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Cup of Sorrow

Prideful, stern mountain range, the season softly whispers of change The colored birds above running, such grace, almost cunning We circled around the cavernous well, wills captured by love’s spell With cold comforts of the rain, our life left like a speeding train Alone in my defeat, I wipe a tear, seems you have me …

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