There is Reach
In the reaches beyond our little Milky Way, in the reaches inside us, out of the shallows and into the...
Not an Empty Metaphor
She’s feeding us light every time we sit down to eat. Food from our Mother keeps us alive with sunlight....
Thicker Skin They Say
Give me thin thin thin. Let me show the veins. Let me feel the pains so when sorrow carves, my...
Lead Me to the Place
I come to touch your stone. I run my hand along the words I place my fingers in the carving...
