iStorm


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As invading dampness in my clothes creates chaffing

I curse the terrible way this day is shaping.

Hugging my arms in close against the wind and the rain

I wonder if I’ll ever see home again.

Withdrawing in against the nausea and the fear Continue reading

Thankful for Falling Balls


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Overwhelmed I duck. A thousand balls are falling towards me! Hands outstretched, weaving and ducking, trying to catch them! I fear them falling on my head! Continue reading