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As he falls asleep, his breathing is like radio static. When I close my eyes to let slumber claim me, I can hear snippets of song, the cadence of people’s voices, and the soft salient sound of snow in his breathing as the dial… Continue Reading “The Sounds of Sleep – A Poem”
What is heard but not seen: The gentle drop of rain onto the leaves and a soft wind that moves through them as if it is whispering secrets that have yet to be told. What is seen but not heard: The gentle fall of… Continue Reading “What is heard but not seen – A Poem”