I Pledge Allegiance to Me
There’s a point when generosity becomes self harm when kindness cuts inwardly bleeding us silently. Where once upon a time I lived all...
Sometimes it Hurts to Grow
It’s taken me this long to notice how spring begins to fill herself in like fall in reverse. Splotchy brown leaves mix together with...
Flowing
I have always been drawn to the in-betweens to the loose precision of brushstrokes those swift splashes containing a mix of motion and...
Wanting More
I'm not ready for the rousing exuberance of spring I’m still craving fistfuls of darkness and flavors of silence I’m wanting to winter...
More than a Moment
I heard a heavy swoosh from above and watched as a barred owl flapped its pterodactyl wings with intimidating grace and low-lying speed....
Finding My Way Back
I was in motion before I even began created from and by a compilation and accumulation of intersecting moments of connection that birthed...
As the Nights Grow Long
There’s a quiet velvety hush this time of year when nights speak in deepening, darkening shades of silence and my body instinctively...
Still Carrying that Fear
I remember the smell of sunlight upon my mother’s alabaster arms that distinct scent which lingered behind long after she died that scent...
Young Love
His shoulders pressed up against the unwieldy weight of uncertainty as he walked towards her with a longing to savor and be savored. She...
The Color of Ease
Back then, she hungered for the absence of worry and the promise of unbreakable ease. She lay there drifting upon a float like an...
