I moved to a new state with my mother (who I hadn’t known was my mother) just a month after my father passed, and I didn’t take proper care of my hygiene for a year.
a conversation,but I am not here.Where I am I do not know only that I am wherever here and now are not.Only a whisper within yet loud enough to turn my head and heart away.Waiting,hovering like a hummingbird,blood-throat before thehoney-soaked blossoms of the mimosa tree.The