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Listen

Listen. For the sake of listening. Not everything is about answers. Listen. Do not seek to be anywhere else in this moment. Listen and do not fight or recoil from the sounds around you, whatever they are. Melt into them. Listen. It can be about that. It does not have...

Liminal Space

I started what felt like dozens of poems as I was falling asleep, like shooting stars they appeared out of the dark, but my arms were too tired and I did not get them down on paper and I need a better notebook for moments like that because I felt absolutely flooded...

Revolutions

My tired eyes look up and spot the fan, turning revolutions like a beating heart, steady and slow to the music, creating sensuality where before there was none and it does it without being noticed, by most how often do we feel like the fan, turning revolutions like a...

The Story

Part 1. The book was sitting there. It’s cover looked almost new even through its years of use. It had been kept well. The cover was dark blue, so deep that one could get lost just staring at it. It sat there, alone. It was the last thing in the room. Everything else...

I Could Not Bury You

To pick up the shovel, I could not do it. To bring the earth to meet the metal, I could not do it. To stand beside you, lowered now into the earth, All I could bare to do was hide behind a wall of love, And cry. Told that it would be healing, bring closure How Could...

When the Thoughts are Gone Come Dawn

In semi-sleep the obvious often appears. The joys that have become shoulds. The parts of us that reside deep in our bones. The dreams that have been dormant and are ready to wake. Sometimes, as I find myself drifting off to sleep, a realization or idea strikes me, and...