Respite (A Poem by Jan Decena)

"It is like we live in these glass, airless, bottles, Like remembering the cold rain the day before the storm, Like feeling the ice all over from sunrise to sunset, Like your feet are wet all the time And you are so very tired of it. That respite from dawn until the sun is above… Continue reading Respite (A Poem by Jan Decena)


Untitled #3 (A Poem by Jan Decena)

"Do you see me? I am standing on the edge Waiting for tomorrow That I know will surely come. I see you I am holding out for your hand Waiting for you to take mine Which I know you'll never let go. Can you hear me? I am a signing a song In the approaching… Continue reading Untitled #3 (A Poem by Jan Decena)