Orchard

To bud life at the root, you must cut off the dead. Slice through the heart of what is no longer growing. Trap the energy in the fingerlings that reach up and out to portals that are waiting for new, green sprouts. Blooms buried so deep the only way to coax them out is a... Continue Reading →

North Carolina

Last night, I walked in the rain for the first time in decades.   Let the cold water soak  my clothes until my skin    glistened like a waterfall. Eyes wide; skin shedding.   No running, no rushing.  Born from the uncomfortable.   I am at stand still on a long road in the blue... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 16

A lesson learned the hard way   growing up in the pews of buildings that spiral to heaven, you memorize the muted colors of hymnals and padded folding chairs. the small hairs in your ears, back of arms, knowing by heart every phrase separating you from anything other. all the colorful. all the raw.  the... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 15

To Reflect step a bit closer bring your face near to me look into your own eyes. i am a replica, a mimic. i am nothing more than a lens to echo the way your particles align. every atom. every cell. how they converge into matter. the mistakes, scars. distractions. a structure for what is... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 12

Pisces i am called to water like i remember deeply the comfort of the womb. the softness of floating, the blur between skin and salt. diving into the wreckage is how i make sense of blood and nerves. the deepness, terrifying. breath exploding from each pore. unknown creatures with hues never seen on the surface,... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 11

waking we walk and search but never arrive. destination foggy and far. doors made of gold? rivers of endless youth? trees so ripe with fruit they overhang into our watery hearts? if we stay on this journey, push through monsters under the bed, free falling that jolts you awake, houses burning, frozen limbs while chased,... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 10

To be chased: The Starry One Goddess of falling stars i am you. i have always been you. the escape is monumental. the quail, a family in the shrubs babies barely keeping up. goddess of dreams 17 of them cuddled up in the briars. but one beautiful witchy bird holds all the worms in the... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 9

Migration I am free. footfallen bathing in everything ahead of me. scents from foreign places. opening the world up with each step. soft sways. onto the ground. drinking in unknown cities. the entirety of space. it has all unveiled itself to me. called me forth to glide on different wings, better yet, sprout new ones... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 8

How to make a Negroni remove the most beautiful of the stirring glasses from the bar cabinet let tap water rinse the dust from the lipwipe with a gentle yet firm grip until clear and dryfetch the bottles:1 part floral london dry1 part Italian bitter1 part thick, sweet vermouth ice must gleam clear like glass,... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 7

Write it into existence In the feathery folds of her brown hair, you'll find the entire world. knotted from wind, somersaults in the grass, one million cartwheels I've been asked to watch. without her, the universe has no string to hold it together. no construct. no light. peace is found in her morning sigh, when... Continue Reading →

Poems and Power: Sept 6

the vision in the slow moments it is clear. the radical self wandering nowhere, everywhere. clear openness. details faded and unnecessary. they do not matter. the clarity comes in the breath. in the expansion. in the freedom. in what the color of release looks like. i can't tell you what that color is. that detail... Continue Reading →

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