From the Window of the Train
Everywhere I look for hours from the window of the train, I see her gushing beauty roaring down unstoppable. Everywhere...
My Branching Path
I see a four-limbed Mama doing a headstand. Am I staring upwards? Or are these giant roots. She has...
Dark Moon Before Travel
I honor the resting time, praising invisibility and trust. I gather courage to emerge, preparing myself to wax. I pray...
Party of One
All the selves I’ve been are with me. These local selves clamor and convene. Then my extended self gathers me...
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