Under-steeped and Selfish.

I am selfish in my bitterness.  I am dark and under-steeped. The things I found to hold In my hands.  They stick like Pine sap on a sandy beach.  I just want to get down.  I want to wipe my bark palms On ill-fitting jeans. But the sap stays with me.  And it’s all IContinue reading “Under-steeped and Selfish.”