Microclimates

Phenomena

the sun plants it’s hands on my face, as if to say,“it’s over for now,”and although i fear the oncoming winter deeply, i find myself distracted for a mere moment;i am alive again, for now.

Emotional State

Mood

Home with my Husband

I walk down this path aloneOr maybeI have companyAs there are footprints beside mineCleanly crunched into snowSharp edges and clear treadSo near and yet so far

Loneliness Crisis

Modern Phenomenon