Contributors * more photos to appear soon

Contributors * more photos to appear soon
Christy Namee Eriksen, kim thompson, Jon Schill

Monday, September 9, 2013

A Town Called Whisper / Poem for T.




There’s a town called Whisper,
always a whisper’s length away;
exists in that warm energy, those fleeting breaths
before our world gushes back,
always leaves you in wisps, purged and dark. 
Still, alone now, Whisper calls:
There’s room for you just down, 
just down the river some. 
[redacted], please don’t go.