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Bend
My Great Wall has taken over half a lifetime to build as such, I didn’t appreciate the disruption that left me breathless and sweating like some cheap rotisserie chicken, all featherless and exposed. This time last year I was doing yoga in the loft one last time before loading the truck. Golden hour would never…Read more Bend
Midbar
Most of it was brutal But beautiful You never once said it would be easy Promised Till death do us IN There’s a fine line of intention between God and Pan I’ll simultaneously trust and grip the wheel for steer life Dear lives Go easier Gently pressing petals Between pampered feet and parchment Oil changes…Read more Midbar
Sweet Life
I set you like a seal Under, over, before and above Everything I think, speak, feel and Do believe there has never been one Before, during or after Who loves the way you do I will sit in the protection of the shadow at your feet Your hand over my head Enfolding myself in the…Read more Sweet Life
Radically accepting people and the world as it is, as they are, empowers everyone and everything to exist in the dignity of their absoluteness. Tornados, oppression, open wounds; they’re all on, albeit violent, trajectories back to Love and, we don’t have to stand in their path as energetic ramparts. Who can argue with the will…Read more
The Message
I could not sleep. Ratchet was having a panic attack; panting hard, shifting around in pain and shaking. He knows something's wrong but he can't talk about it...because he's a dog. He's not worried about global viruses or running out of toilet paper. It's the bump on his leg. We had the biopsy last Thursday.…Read more The Message
See
"And I forgot to tell you I love you And the night's too long And cold here without you I grieve in my condition For I cannot find the words to say, "I need you so"-I Love You, Sarah McLachlan Sometimes it feels like I've forgotten to tell you about all the good parts, which…Read more See
The False Impressionist
The ghost carcass Exoskeleton Stamped Naked bones in the wet impostered earth Cheap cement substitutes Trampled tramp Another line, The same ones Over and again You take up all my useless time So I sit Perched above the baby fork A fish out of water Poking overcooked yoke Wondering if you ever gave a shit…Read more The False Impressionist
Holy Matcha
“I met him when he was broken.” I said, referring to the day I met my husband in the park after he’d separated his shoulder on a trail. "That’s how we all meet each other.” he said. And then I had my first matcha latte made with peace, love, almond milk and understanding. It was…Read more Holy Matcha
Love Notes
His and Her morning meditations. His is pink. The place was crawling with people who were only thinking about themselves being seen, like a concert, which is ironic. You’ve come to see the band hoping they’ll see what a fan you are, like church. Where’s the music? Why doesn’t it work to just say to…Read more Love Notes
Born in Providence 