I go to the woods to feel safe; when I know, alone, walking deeper until I'm lost, I am little Red to the Wolf. Still, my heart rests. It doesn't switch between fight or flight like it does in the moment I approach a bus stop full of people and cross to the other street. … Continue reading The Sound Sunlight Makes
The quiet of surf behind a hedge. The stillness of your feet, calm of my heartbeat The invitation of sea below the ledge.