I’ve built myself a closet. I didn’t really notice… I just, sort of, found myself here. Sitting on the floor and looking at the walls. They are… Read more “My Closet”
Jealousy is hot red lava in my throat. There must be another way, a flip side to competition, some harmony that only love can build and nourish.… Read more “Jealousy”
One day, my backpack will become too heavy and I’ll have to set my past down.
It seems like I should feel like my heart is pulling me in two directions but this is only one… love. It seems like there is no… Read more “Love”
When I was waiting for Santa Claus – the night had never been longer When I was stranded in Europe with no where to go, no phone,… Read more “The night had never been longer”
The spring is here but it won’t last, It will fold into heat And heat will fall into wind and leaves will rustle and break And snow… Read more “It doesn’t last”
Below are the journal pages I created during this freestyle session
I’m a miracle toon – a miracle tune – tune in to the station I’m broadcasting on at noon and I’ll reset your program to better than… Read more “Sometimes pt. 2”
Sometimes I’m afraid that if there’s not somebody with me I’m going to fall inside myself. and I don’t know what’s in there… so, I’m not sure… Read more “Sometimes pt. 1”
I am of the Earth. It is right for me to roam her belly like my nurslings’ hands, who soften all my scars.