I held the oyster in my palm.
Fresh meat
Quivering in brine.
I thought about you.
Your allergies
Shellfish and tree nuts
And your sensitivity to all things
cruel in this world.
I held the oyster in my palm.
Fresh meat
Quivering in brine.
I thought about you.
Your allergies
Shellfish and tree nuts
And your sensitivity to all things
cruel in this world.
Prismatic leaves abandon limb and vine.
The yearly splendor bright and rustling like
a breeze in the library shuffling through
uncounted pages already penned for them.
Hi, everyone!
Everything I have to say here is about the same as what I wrote in the about section.
I created Blood and Thorns to have a personal, consolidated web presence where I can share my thoughts, photos, various writings, and links to anything I find interesting. As I am just starting out, it is inevitable things will change. I hope to find my groove and focus soon.
In the meantime, thank you for being along for the ride!
Best,
-Joshua