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March 24, 2018

presumptuous

We might feel slightly... presumptuous  maybe even  audacious  mentioning the word Spring Winter’s timeshare is not used up The changing of the guard  the calendar has not yet proclaimed But I can see Her lightbody
March 24, 2018

haunted by social media

I often have an overwhelming sense of being crowded out mentally. I think this is one of the reasons many creatives struggle to find our way […]
March 24, 2018

this forest

This forest A library of green I lean on a tree That speaks in water droplets From the top Good morning air Handshaking my lungs Renewing my blood I am sustained. Underneath me roots Holding this all together.
March 24, 2018

electric correspondence

you come to me an old friend a good friend, I open the door and you rush in eager and deliberate whispering stories of all that  ever was cold acquaintance