it is clear light this morning that paints deep shade, earth barred and lined with the shadows of trees. hills and fields patterned like the hide of a beast sleeping soft and steady spilled with sun.
if i am going to share your shadow share your awakening then let me taste you. let me know your unraveling in spring from the scent it left on your skin. let me ache with the cold of ocean in your bones and the warmth of granite boulder pressing into the arch of your…