Fainting Goat

Even if was never

About legacy

Your memory

Cannot mean nothing

Your family

Should remember you

And admittedly

No matter what we say

This

Is true.

So who

Will speak

Two creatures

inseparable

a bond stronger than that of two people;

returning to the comfort of the other

even after time has passed.

There for the other

stronger together

weakened alone

Far to the east

The waterfall flows
 

A wellspring of life

As everyone knows
 

Beneath the cliffs

It washes away strife
 

Bringing to hearts

A joyous light

Part One: “Of the People”

Let a symphony of voices form a cacophony so loud

God themselves won’t be able to ignore our 

grief, our

sorrow; the shattered fragments of our hearts

Nighttime hits like a truck. Sleep is far from your grasp, and the skin under your eyes wilt.

Her name was Violet, 

but she always wore yellow. 

I spied her from across the room as I hesitated in the sun-framed doorway, and she was beautiful.