“Outer” Space

“Outer” Space

I’d love to think I fit nicely in the space I have made more out of habit than destiny. I need to prove nothing. And to be fair, I’m tired and my giveadamn broke two years ago. Yet, I have stepped into a new place. Just now. Just one second ago. It’s...
From a Previous Harvest

From a Previous Harvest

This felt like it needed to come back out and play. Friday’s Poem 11.15.13 Our cocoons are Opening up Lots of things Gifts Losses Changes Like wings unfurling Strengthened through pressure Slow cracks Bits of light and air Filtering through mucus Change is wet...
Reconciling Salt – A Song in Chrysalis

Reconciling Salt – A Song in Chrysalis

Sometimes desert and sometimes sea I must reconcile the salt in me Grace sprinkled with, and sometimes grace-free I must reconcile the salt in me Too much is poison and too little, bland I must reconcile the salt in me Draw out the flavor and put it in demand I must...

The Loneliness of Elevation

It’s the view that calls So tempting Seems inviting as hot cocoa And then you get there And the view is incredible But it is also cold No air up there It’s too high for even a  breath of life...