Saint’s Work

Death is the ultimate revealer What is left behind is a legacy, a mirror Most of us would never think twice But did you live a life of vice Or one of primal communion? Did you extend the union within your soul To console the lost who needed counsel? Were you a healer or a…

Sidewalks

Life, this is me because they are handing me a sidewalk

Instead of saying my least I fare my best

Her Twins

Pour over hearts Sometimes I’m the dazzling ◊ twin ◊