(love) held me on this bench at a different time — a year or two past, September from last spring. I pop up from the ground fall planting miracles around me . What an era. What a time to be wearing a mask with a knowledgable woman who knows the names of books, and shapes,Continue reading “Here, Again”
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Letting the Memory Settle
As we skipped rocks at Walden Pond in steady rain, you told me I just needed practice, that my outstretched hand needed to move in one single, continuous motion. You selected each stone with care, inspecting their flatness as if choosing flowers for a date, only to send them off into the gloom, certain ofContinue reading “Letting the Memory Settle”
Inheritance
What legacy have I been born into, have you been born into, have we been born into? The farmer, the preacher, the banker, the slave owner, the slave; the pawn, the mom, the sister, the son, the game. It’s all a game of competition or at least it all seems like a gameContinue reading “Inheritance”
Doubt
I’ve been thinking. What’s new. But this was more of meta thought: a thought about thought (again, what’s new). What’s new is our apparent understanding of doubt is flawed. The one thing we know for sure is that we know nothing. Doubt operates under the assumption that we know something. If weContinue reading “Doubt”
Home
Let them fall out of me, like rain, these words on a page, they are my blood four drops in a row you know they’ll have me running, forgetting, wondering, “What was,” and, “What is…” Let the open door remind me, remind you that our hearts are not just our house; they are our home and theContinue reading “Home”
Politics
I hear a knock from the cellar and call on Ego to answer the door: “Money for the poor?” a young man ponders, “What am I doing here?” and the door is shut, hands still warm. I can handle up to six hundred dollars at a time, enough for rent, some shoes, wine ifContinue reading “Politics”
It’s been a busy weekend…
Happy Labor Day! In honor of someone I love, I shared this story on Instagram today. I wanted to share it here, too. Last night someone asked me why we, humans, exist. I responded with what I believe: to observe without judgement, and to love. And yet, just moments before, I spent timeContinue reading “It’s been a busy weekend…”
Reaching Joy 