They seemed disconnected, hollow somehow, deeply withdrawn. - Jewel

sometimes I feel my heart fall to vague depths between words
there are such spaces that I can't help but feel my heart fall between the pregnant pause of all you will not say
and all i can not ask

What we believe as human nature in actuality is human habit.

My grandmother had pale hands
that looked like sturdy veins.
She wrote poetry, too, and sang.
Though she knew few lovers,
I hope here breasts were admired
as mine are
two silver deities
two shining steeples
giving testament to the sky. — And So to Receive You