Winter What a weird way to experience this. . . Something forgotten : everyone has a right to life. no matter the purpose or value I I stood outside on that cool nightwatching the clouds caught in streams of wind pass me by. seams stretchedby tufted fingers and downy swirlslayering, stackingthe only distinctionsbeing darker [...]
Soup is good food
Sitting under spectacles of spires the rain falls like crows feet hitting the street have you ever wondered if there's more than this the bell rings four times four times the bell rings and you think you've found god at the bottom of the stairs by the gutter under St. Ignatius' chapel, but it's mere [...]
We are also gardeners planting seeds in this palm scratch scratch scratching the surface we hash lines sinewsrun through pockets of fat-lined muscle marked with salmon scale boundaryPockets rich in sustenance [...]
And all the people in the palm of the hand of Life dancing like coral celebrating the inky swells of time and space.
Winter warning: honeyed shovels scattered on the ground