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curled up in a cradle of curvaceous bone on one frigid summer’s day you entered ...thought to myself, I will be the one to stab you but...

sky blazed in orange and crimson full sun swooping gulls call with glee a warming soft inner pressed upward the ocean’s saltiness lingers...

fibrous ossein brittle… break creak hum till time rots wood center strong then grinds the rest to dust dead deep the wound of …a slow...

while raking leaves birds dart from perch to feed sprite and feathered Mid-November centered in my work the earth is cold yet busy with...

moments rooted like anchors exist timeless beyond configurations child leading her sister down the road, trusting truck bed staring...

tumbled, napped… dulced with visions of sephirah surfeits …soothed by spirited touch… light adulterations… loosening …dense plumes...

dipping in the shallows to find sweetness the nectaries so heavy and swollen swaying as the breeze welcomes workers tuffled in tension,...

Hills sides laid with summers spent clothes, swaths of crumbling orange and red Discarded, ready to transform from outer dressing to rich...

my motives called here to focus on me. a role to play. a boundary to protect. · identity me, I am absolutely...completely entangled onto...

It has been 4 months since I have felt like blogging. I have been in the mood to do just about everything else but sit at my computer. ...

The past is the past. I am not fully my past, but yet the past works it's self into my present. I see my mother and my grandmother...

Collectively- we are all social distancing ourselves. Guilty pleasure - I have enjoyed most of this time. It is not a secret though I...

It always seems to happen when I am elbow-deep into a project, covered in cobwebs, tangled in the laundry, wrestling with dust, shaking...

Today I found myself sitting among writers. I was attending a writing group in support of my beautiful friend and all her writing...

A lot is going on, so much so I haven't' been able to sit to write about all the new moments...new changes. I laugh at the word "changes"...

September is finishing up, and I am preparing for October. The house smells like cinnamon, pumpkin cookies, and falling leaves. Fun...

Suddenly it is August and July slipped right into already over. July and August have been full of wishes fulfilled and heartbreaking...

We ended up going to Spain, and it was an enjoyable experience. Malaga Spain is a beautiful historic seaside city, Mixed with rural and...

I worked from 4 am to 8 am. The day started with a fantastic cup of coffee, pour over coffee to be exact, which was freshly ground and...

It's two days into May and we are immersed in all things spring. We have been working outside in the yard over the last few days. We...