Now and Then

I was a cherished, loved wife to somebody. I have been demoted to a service slut.

Clam

I have emerged from my grief a mollusk.

Solitude

Words escape me, my thoughts are elusive.
I am smothered in my winter isolation.
The landscape stretches out before me barren and withered.
Approaching the winter's solstice,
I long for your warmth
Yet it is intangible.
My loneliness enshrouds me.