Under the Surface

I live Just under the surface of the world I walk with you I laugh with you But my world has more darkness Like there is a film between us That cannot be fully seen But when we hold hands We never quite touch. The sun shines on me I can see it But I don’t fully feel...
Expectations

Expectations

by Erin Mitchell   pain looks different than I thought it would it changes shapes fitting in to the narrowest of groves sliding into the nooks not yet discovered   hope too looks different coming in undulations and waning just the same   this body though is the...