Minis are the in-betweens, the poems and musings filling the gaps between the larger productions featuring voiceover. Equal in thought and introspection, think of them as the appetizer to the main course.
I can see him running ahead of me
it seems like a calling echo in the passage of time when we met
the knot was tied
He was always sure we would
while I hustled behind with my worries bunched up in my hands
Now walls push towards doubt
the future clouds my eyes
but I can still see his shadow out of the corner of my eye
His spirit has returned to God
my love is still white even when gasping for air
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