I’m procrastinating. In my head lies unwritten poetry, unanswered letters and emails, and a “living with cancer” update.

However, mostly (in between taking pics of my dogs) I am reading. This book, in fact, and it’s one of the best stories I’ve read in awhile.


In His Kiss

We live
with sadness
with love
with softness
with hope
with resilience
with vulnerability
with gentle beginnings
with forever breaths

I can taste
all of this
in his kiss

1 April 2018
Sussex Coast, England