The point is not to frighten people with ideas or images. Fear is an interpretation of what is. Truth is. Absolutes have no agenda. In the context of our constructs light can be manipulated to cast shadows of anything. I'd painted a variation in high school after realizing I'd grown fur and was finding beautifully…Read more The Scream
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“he never says anything off the top of his head”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple
Balancé
Waltz, two three Balancé Between extreme polarities Screaming right and wrong A little of this or that A soundless, graceful shift from here to there Set to ancient music Disturbed By condemnation of discernment The I in ignorance Fearing to lose that which cannot be lost Temporally misplaced Where have I put them? Where could…Read more Balancé
Green Peace
I am green and it'll do fine, it's beautiful And I think it's what I want to be- Kermit Yesterday I cleared out all the old things which had once been new. It's somewhat of a year end ritual. Objects representing markers of time; cards, books, janky clutter and those articles of clothing that waded…Read more Green Peace
Whittle
Chip, chop, chisel Strip away Uncover Are we there yet? What do you make of me? What am I allowed to control? Barking splinters with a thunking axe Strike, hammer, divide Block, pound and sever Years of growth reduced to kindling Unkind scraps Hold a smoldering spark clinging to dryer lint I'm freezing to death! …Read more Whittle
Amas Veritas
God said, what you're doing wrong is simple. You think you're all alone. You think you're separate from everyone else... I'll give you a solution in three sentences that'll change your life. I said great, what is it? He said, you're one with everyone. There's no one who is separate from you. What you do…Read more Amas Veritas
Parched
Beyond the complacent Sure Of ate billion hearts Surrendering footholds on a dormant doormat Removing egos and shoes There's still a better way you persist to resist Pushing on, pressing in, holding out Sea legs and gulls Brine the flightless bird, submissively begging for Release This cup from me The fountain both empty and overflowing…Read more Parched
Me Too
Can't stop researching this week. Since I have to work at a tolerably distressing day job (for which I'm humbly grateful) there never seems to be enough time to finish complete, well rounded thoughts, let alone write whole posts. But this one's persistent. I'm obeying the voices, sitting in my car in front of the…Read more Me Too
Lot’s
Bargaining for apples In contaminated bins The sitting money bought us time together Cut in thirds across an empty carpet Out of Love She said goodbye To blame or scorn or sin A borrowed bread broken by shame For needs that were both unseen yet hidden Frigid heir And invisible descendants baring a name known…Read more Lot’s
Leap
Privy points of view Secure ledges A flying buttress Soaring higher than required effortless, easy So sharp, crisp, unfuctwith Casual confidence, pairs well with pressed slack, Breathing room The kind unavailable in a single unit A chipper pep talk, peppered with Advice You've never had to swallow Listen to the expert tell you about…Read more Leap
Flock
Flock. We find our way back together; birds fish, sheepish nests, wool and air Once upon a while I wasn't there. It's good to die in that sense Egos waffle, wax and wain We only need to worry about the rocks in our box, bag, wagon Keep climbing And what we see each time we…Read more Flock
Born in Providence 