Acer Sacharrum

"Somewhere beyond the ideas of wrongdoings and rightdoings, there is a field. I will meet you there." -Rumi

somewhere sometime someplace

There was cedar in the beginning and then there were candy canes. 

I envy those who’ve never known Loneliness.
She is not just empty space—she’s a presence,
cold fingers brushing the back of your neck
when no one’s watching.

you should be an image in stained-glass windows 

the same ones you trace with your eyes every sunday 

while hymns echo in your ears, words 

you've known so long you forget the meaning. 

Purple paper ripped out of my notebook 

you're beautiful in all the ways 

it says in my purple fountain pen 

I taught my sister how to hold the pen 

and she wrote me the note