PLACE IN ME
SEE THERE’S THISPLACE IN ME WHEREYOUR FINGERPRINTSSTILL REST, YOURKISSES STILL LINGER,AND YOUR WHISPERSSOFTLY ECHO. ITS THEPLACE A PARTOF YOU WILL FOREVERBE APART OF ME. Image by Jackson David from Pixabay
David Knutsen
Another 4th of July, another (HOLIDAY….)
Yet not a word, or a peep from anyone from the outside world.I long for (ANY) connection to the world ”out there.” The world where time doesn’t stop, like it does in here moving on without us. ‘That’s what it’s like in here. Time stops in the sense that people, …
I long for love
I long for the escape from this existence of ”Peate” and “repeat.” Nothing changes here, except the monthly meal menu, but only to restart at the beginning of each month, or the slightly different order of commissary if one can afford it; by the means of family/friends supporting you from …