A semblance of peace
It has taken us five years, beloved, to reach this one oasis past the desert of our parting: five years of waiting and walking and looking up at a brilliant sun and walking on again. Five years of numb fingers, parched throats, voiceless mouths. I used to forget to speak, afraid of whatever sea had […]
by Mia on 1:33 am, April 22, 2008 in thoughts (2) spoke