Heather Gold

Sometimes the exact perfect flow of events happens when life grabs you by the throat.
-photo Piedmont Park, Atlanta
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Long before physics knew it
You could plant
And cut years apart

Feelings laugh at space
and ending has nothing to do with Love
Love mocks it all
Happy to laugh at your misery
Your joy
It doesn’t go anywhere
It doesn’t travel

It’s already soaked everything through