Savannah Says.

Written words for you (and me).

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The cursor flashes I’m not sure which way my words will go will they flow out of me and spring to life the root of my pain or will they cause me sorrow as they reflect back more of the same? Will my words rescue me from the abyss of sky white grey and strong…

Morning light

“I only want the morning light,” she thinks, groggily, in transitional slumber she slowly creaks down the hard-wood stairs, the handrail cold and smooth to her touch “I only want the morning light” she repeats, the world, from her living room window, a covered blanket of grey This morning, no tropical birds fly through emerald…


Time has rolled by this summer like a dull, loud, clunking train slow on the fat tracks, burdened by its carry My body has suffered because of my emotions I’ve stuffed them down like a heavy chain cascading down from its crane landing ungracefully with a clamorous boom twisting in a punishing snake of iron…

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