the buildings will stand when i do not. the grass will grow.
but i will turn when the world will slow
dancing to a song eternal.

i have spent winters alone in foreign countries in tiny apartments with strangers ( Read more... )

we appear small through car windows and wood framed doors ( Read more... )

i watched my sister explain to my brother how they found more lumps. she told the story from my brothers lap. i held her son and rocked him back and forth. sweet sway ( Read more... )

she is lighting up and breathing in ( Read more... )

tender reception ( Read more... )

i ask for grace...
i have been so sad and unkind to myself lately.

i ask for peace...
my head is swimming and i cannot sleep.

i ask for strength...
it is the letting go that uses the most.

it's January already dear friend ( Read more... )

.... it was good to hear you say im doing well ( Read more... )

the ladder was leaning on the sideboards... the sun-soaked rungs stretched toward the sky. Miss Annie's roof. the pigeon coop. we thought we'd set them free ( Read more... )