I want to become the earth I want to lie down on a bed of crisp leaves Close my eyes and slip Inside the dank scent of rot Let the wind blow over me Lift…
Perhaps I was not as lost as I thought Perhaps I only needed to find That small still part of me that shined And fill it with the Violet Breath Hold it aloft, alighted, and…
I am between worlds and walls. Trapped in space and time between here and there and nowhere, between then and now and never. I am between ways I once was and wanted to be, and…
Is your commitment to your writing path being tested? If so, this reading might be for you. Two of Pentacles: You’ve been juggling all your must do’s with your want to do’s for so long…
Time stood still that day. A Polaroid moment I carry in the photo album of my mind, tucked between pages of dirty bare feet, watermelon seed spitting contests, fresh apple pie, government cheese, and lightning…