Poems from adeepeningfog
I awoke underwater. My awakening wasn’t abrasive or unpleasant. It was like waking up after a good night’s rest on clean sheets with a...
Our sentence is one not able to avoid.
I can't shorten it by slight of hand.
I can't diminish it's potency by persuasive words.
I can't...
I know in my mind that this is only a season.
That the tepid bog of pain that sloshes around my ankles will soon pass.
I know in my mind...
In life we often make circles. It's funny. We're convinced that moving forward from something means moving away from it. However, as the...
"And there is a Caskill eagle in some sould that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become...