Siblings, games and poetry.

This poem came out of bits and scraps that lay in my head. I cannot tell if it makes sense but maybe you can. Either way, I believe in every word I've written in this poem. It goes like this: "My sister believed that life is like a buzz wire game...."

Life update: two

In the post – 365 – I announced that I’m going to post a life update on the 16th of every month. You can skip it altogether if you’re not interested in anything but poetry. This month's life update starts like this: "Well, it's time to disconnect. I believe there are three things every writer wants to their name by the time they're 60: a nice book, a great song, and love. A few months ago, I....."