in the eye of a hurricane
where all is eerily calm and tenuous
all the linens blown off the line
and nothin is the same as was
it is here gazing up at the impossible blue
of the impossible sky
one can dream
#katyamills
in the eye of a hurricane
where all is eerily calm and tenuous
all the linens blown off the line
and nothin is the same as was
it is here gazing up at the impossible blue
of the impossible sky
one can dream
#katyamills
may you see depression
before it sees you
the black of the eye
does not stop
the eye from seeing
find your light and
go there while you can
bathe in it
expand it
let others freely
in…
depression cannot stand
you
one day
when words
are no longer in fashion
i will reach out
to you
in an illicit crossing
of eyelashes