The Ⓣheorist: Thinks, feels and wonders for your day.

Speak until the
names of things 
need new ones.

Bare,
the sole,
and little bits,
of Earth. 

A faded scrapbook,
a reassembled teacup,
a mouthful of moments. 

Home;
where your hair
smells of herbs.
The ones we planted.