Sunday, November 30, 2014

Tide

One cut should do it. 
Deep enough to let life flow
From wrist to the floor. 
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  1. AnonymousNovember 30, 2014 at 9:32 AM

    The tide ebbs and it flows. Sometimes it washes over us and fills our mouths and our eyes with black oil. Those of us with strength hang on, knowing that the tide will once again go out and allow us to breathe.

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