sea – Reaching Joy

Complicit

Is this worth it, just for some plastic? Just for some Made In China labels? Just for some security that was never ours? Another apartment was renovated in Brooklyn, yesterday. 3 generations of bodies move on, white faces walk in and name another place their own. Does the fountain shower head rain gold? Is theContinue reading “Complicit”

Untitled

You are my grounding love. Lifting me up, love tingles; grounding, love soothes, gives permission to be rather than question. So much time is spent questioning: twenty pools of Walden Pond water and I always try to sift my way out– but this is sea, not sand. Knowing your face is partContinue reading “Untitled”

Interconnectedness

Me: I was tired of me being alone with a whole world to carry you were here are here, too– so when I see the clouds I see faces in the sky compassionate beings sprinkled like powdered sugar. We are all more than all equal we are all needed every last drop of the ocean must beContinue reading “Interconnectedness”

Reality

The truth is: I am You are We are here beings of imperfection near flawless in their beginnings, middle and ends, imitating any last licks of life we can mop up before becoming the next number, name, picture. Our eyes dull our sight but our understanding is a mind– a blackContinue reading “Reality”

At Sea

It’s where I learned that not all friendships can sail off, into the dawn. My new day has pardoned your wave, asked all, then nothing of it. I can stand straight, tall as a sailor waiting for a lifeboat that may never come. And yet there are others out there, waiting. Continue reading “At Sea”