Free Hand #16

I am going out of town this week. So if I don’t post as much, that’s why.

Will return by Friday!


The blue light streaks across the sky

like 1955. The dreams passed us by. Time

changes everything. I’m growing into

someone new and the pains are the

worst. You followed up to the hills

and lost me in the trees. Where do

you go from here? Not sure. Don’t

ask me. I’ll resurface in some ocean

if you want to come find me.


If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you return in the future!


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