it’s been a long time coming the divisive fracture held much longer than expected through the wind and the rain ever widening, splintering the creaks

Author River Dixon
it’s been a long time coming the divisive fracture held much longer than expected through the wind and the rain ever widening, splintering the creaks
I stood watching As decency took its last breath I barely recognized it anymore It had been mangled and beaten Left to wither in the
well, here I am I’ve found myself back in that all too familiar place stroking the absurdity of my existence the weeping walls turn their
Thoughts create and alter A memory is a memory Of the last time we remembered It’s no wonder how easy it is To forget what
Baby steps, that’s what they say Every journey begins with a single step But you damn well better make sure That step isn’t off a
It’s strange sometimes The distance, space Around us How it gives way As we all move In different directions Here and there Back and forth