Eleven

It is a beautiful number, when you consider it carefully. The gentle “l” sound, followed by another “e” not in your face “Eeee” but an “eh” that reminds us it’s more modest that it looks. “Ven” to see, I see, they saw? I don’t remember conjugation well but I do remember the eleventh of September.Continue reading “Eleven”

Life as She, as They

To look upon a lover and see new life coming into being… when you didn’t know that life was beyond a baby and a cradle, that this moment of one life manifested with another that is god damn beautiful enough to allow a new life to emerge– a love that is a life itself.  Continue reading “Life as She, as They”

Rebel

Lets celebrate the gift that has been lent to me– let us remember that thought is unnecessary unless there is a problem…and there is no problem here. The curves and edges of elbows and shoulders and thighs and necks swooped over the sides of balconies, either wishing for a way out or a way intoContinue reading “Rebel”

watching the moon

  you are on your own with a life that belongs to no one– and that is more than okay.   what do I believe in? I believe in truth, the elements, digging underneath the dirt of lies we have been hiding underneath our skin, feeding one another   with or without realizing it your soulContinue reading “watching the moon”

Life

I don’t care what you believe in, as long as you admit that there is something first and foremost, yesterday, today, and tomorrow beyond life and death undeniable, beyond your front door, your morning coffee, your Instagram feed   Life is the spirit between your collar bones, beneath  your chest, the heartbeat Earth lent youContinue reading “Life”

Love or Life?

Do I choose love, or do I choose life, down in here in this pit of society where I can chose 1, be a woman or 2, be someone, something else I don’t know what that something is, exactly, but I do know it is something of a warrior, everything of a human being when loveContinue reading “Love or Life?”

S

Your story, as important as it has become to you in this life, is just a story.   There is something bigger at work here.   Your story, as important as it has become to you in this life, is just a letter.   It’s the letter “S” with its roadway curves and lack of edges–Continue reading “S”

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