Kevin Kasson

“wind and moss” #poetry

“Magic is grand in its subtlety and precision” #poetry

#poetry There’s a need to be going

#vss365 #bravery

With the end of tradition the spirit is dead until you begin anew. As spontaneous as you might be, there is an underlying framework - pillars of an old city that’s become a tomb full of graves and catacombs that have yet to be exhumed. #vss365 #dead

#poetry “why wouldn’t she?”

Earthquake #vss365 #quake

something solitary #poetry

#vss365 #cloud

#poetry “the home”

#elixir #vss365

#vss365 #cadence

a tailwind from the future not pushing, but pulling keeping the drawer doors shut balled up like during hide and seek progressing nonetheless under the sink #vss365 #tailwind

Consumed Destined tragic Suicidal magic Self sacrificial though not the intent Balance They cry for balance For them there is no power in that There are those meant for the intense and the utmost extremes #vss365 #balance

these are just the days of nurture the only question: "was I loved?" there is an answer do I carry your resentment? do I worship in the present? I hold my gaze the way that I was held