I Met a Woman from Alabama. {poetry}
I don’t know where Alabama really is... But she said she was an artist, and her fingers had paint all over them. I know 'cause she showed me.
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Do You? {poetry}
How much of yourself, your real self, do you choose to share with others? In a world where photo editing and filters have become commonplace, the raw images of our selves are easily skewed. Sometimes even the filters fail to disguise or correct the image the way we want it to. I have been ...
The Mushroom Spoke Again: In Dialogue with Terence McKenna. {poetry}
Somehow it comes back to me, the forbidden knowledge. And the elves in the garden start developing voices. And the mushroom speaks again.
I Belong to the Camp of the Crazy. {poetry}
I belong to the camp of the crazy. To voices in my head. To losing touch with reality. To illusion and... to sweet, sweet release.
The Forge. {poetry}
In the forge of her will, she melted herself down in the white hot heat, the last glowing embers of survival rolled over in surrender.
Notre Dame: Hymns in the Night. {poetry}
When it comes down to it, within the bones, and the heart, a song forms, ancient memory rides into the chill night air. We know what to do.
We Tell You Lies Because We Love You. {poetry}
We tell you this place is ready for you, that you can lead us, heal us... we do not mention what it will cost you, we tell you lies because we love you.
Full Moon Musings: On Reading E.E.Cummings. {poetry}
i used to kiss the moon, kiss the moon... and it used to kiss me back, kiss me back... humming to me softly, softly so i can never forget.
Woman Rising. {poetry}
Woman. Give, give, give. Sacrifice yourself on the altar of your choice -- family, motherhood, marriage, career. Whatever you do, don’t make it about you.
Nuance of Damage: Who Started the Fires? {poetry}
Now we have to hide. The news reporter announced that all the world’stroubles could be traced back to us, yes, that means, you and me.
