Jul. 1st, 2026
Fifteen-Minute Recess
Jul. 1st, 2026 06:12 pm
With rust-smelling hands on the cold, rough bar
here settled wishes for a lasting hand of warmth
reflected and cast from the sunshine of her in late winter
(long shadows wound around the howling metal)
I wonder if she, would remember the yearn
or would it matter that a favorite flannel and faded denim
were the whispers of desire without ever knowing


