beauty

Panacea It touches shadowed corners. Beckons with rolling thunder. Heart swells, Catching in my throat and breaking Into a salty sob. I’m caught unaware, Broken skin Smarting when the brine hits. Waves soothe. Expansive mother rocks, Reminding This great globe spins, Rises and falls in perfect synchrony, Never unwatched, always held. Just like me....

[caption id="attachment_16732" align="aligncenter" width="1024"] Photo by Septian Simon on Unsplash[/caption] “Why am I so ugly?” I said to woman in the mirror. Then I kicked myself (figuratively) because I know. I know I ought never to say things like that. Not out loud. Not even silently to myself. I’m...