Stories

They flow out our mouths fill up our memories fill ourselves And yet our selves are not what stories should inhabit. Our identity is not what has happened to us, what is happening, what will happen– it is, simply, what is. Your identity is not your life story; it is your life. The fact thatContinue reading “Stories”

Voice

Feel my voice like a finger plucked across a rubber band vibrations ringing through the air breaking no twilight, no dawn, only silence.   If you were so blessed with a voice– use it!   Proudly, wisely, powerfully, thoughtfully, because a voice transfers more than words, it moves worlds from brain to tongue, words I’mContinue reading “Voice”

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