Ontic Grace

dream, god, life, liminal, love, meaning, poetry, romance

Sleep’s languor, always already there, 
embraces us as we lie together,
warm skin against skin, our limbs
entangled like roots beneath the ground.
(April 2012)

Published by subtextures

I am write and work in central Texas. I attended The University of Texas at Austin, and Middlebury College's Breadloaf School of English.

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