in the search for soft places

E-Book (2014)
Poetry and photography

Excerpt:

in the search for soft places
not yet touched by the traces of faces
left and lost in marathon races
through hills and valleys and fruitless chases
tripped over tied up and tangled shoelaces
I have ached for the strength of
assuring embraces
from the crow’s nest, no sign
no sight of safe spaces
so I sail off alone
in the search for soft places

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