By Casey Shelley Ajar Entwined, a bond you cannot break: maternal. Together, she would say there’s always a way. There wasn’t. I knew, at nineteen, nothing but latex and IV’s. The smell of it: spreading. Appointed to watch while light decayed to dark. It happened and I held my life in a jar of ashes. … Continue reading Ajar & Of Love Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 