All, Poetry The Lasting Hunger of Stars September 7, 2018by holliesongbird Everyone thinks of love. Everything seems to be about love. I dream about kissing the stars and the ground. Where we cast our air and tread upon. I’d like to think I write something other than food that becomes the nesting of safety. H Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like Loading... Related