Words Into Skies

We stood below it, whispering things like: One of these days when I call, I want to say your name and know it because in the beginning was the word and I want to go back there,

but I don’t know if she will have us––

anymore, such as

we are and–––

Then came the long wait.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places. View all posts by Stacey C. Johnson