Remember What You Are
The sun seeps through the golden beaded seams crimson reflections fill the walls cinnamon warmth growing glowing in askance make something of me use me for your soul let me remind you of your purpose... More »
The sun seeps through the golden beaded seams crimson reflections fill the walls cinnamon warmth growing glowing in askance make something of me use me for your soul let me remind you of your purpose... More »
A Dream of terrible clarity tree deep trunk rooted coarse wrinkled with time waiting for the water to reach down into the ground, into the soil bodies waiting around the edge lifeless and gagged, women... More »
How do we distinguish between being masochistic and being spiritual? There are so many times in life that it seems a valid goal to be with the situation as it is and not have... More »
in strange fits of passion we often find our lives waiting- in strange fits of passion we often find our lives degrading - in strange fits of passion we often spend time creating- our animal... More »