Are we always this fragile? A broken bird,  ribcage, wings, and leg, splayed in odd angles a single human falling off a flaming airplane...

the eddies remain  settled; confused the voices of others  drown the ocean, the cries of the children soften the sand, the screeches of...

Perhaps in another lifetime, across a golden landscape, I will run after you with a stupid grin on my face and my tongue sticking out, my...