Christine Fellows
Small Change
small change. pocketfuls of fingers and scraps and some very good reasons. small days.
every split second. 'til thirty years ago when i ran out sleep. it's not just to decide on politics or grief. to push or to let pass. i'm a little lost and a little not. small things. one or two questions. open my eyes as wide to the last green before the snow.
From Letras Mania