The Exchange

I took some of your burden. To create a space to place myself. To create a space for me to breathe To place my late night fears But you overflowed I couldn’t keep up Too many Too much Too few Fair exchange is no robbery But this wasn’t fair. There was no exchange. I carried … More The Exchange


“I thought the world would revolve without us,” the singer sang The world demanded them their time their energy their gifts But in each other, they created a space only penetrable by a shared heartbeat Breathes slowed Stressed eased Spirits whispered With the kiss of lips, phones forgotten Waking up to fifteen messages and three … More Revolving