flathead lake.

Your waves felt like grace

They felt like home too

Even your smell

Bringing back thoughts of red flowers

And perfectly painted red nails

And dads truck pulling in 

And the nights we’d play ’til dark


You’re a wonder, you know

That kind that doesn’t let me forget

Who I am 

Or where I’ve been

Or the things I’ll forever run to

You’re written into my bones

And your waves feel like grace

And love.

Oh you’re all love. 


- a view that formed me.

kristie dunnigan