I passed by a house today that is falling apart. It is literally falling apart. One side of it was slumped over like an old man with years on his frame, about to drop from exhaustion. The other side was pretty much held up by baling wire, but the front of the place still looked … Continue reading Disrepair


The house protects its own With its whispered creaks and moans Stretched to its very limits By the secrets it withholds Outlasted by time’s cruel show Blazing sun dancing in windows Traced around shadow and light Like salty tears to dust Seasons blend together as rain Coalescing into prismatic refrain While wood calcifies like bone … Continue reading Settling