photography by Susa Silvermarie

Tenderized

That mashing of my heart started at 18 when I was dying, when I teetered on the cusp. Motherhood, scant...

Put Right

Since my friend returned to me, after our arduous parting, something feels different. How thirsty I must have been that...

Living as a Link

I honor my ancestor patterns. At the same time I release the many disownings down the line. I break with...

Weightless Where the Wind

High above where the condor soars, weightless where the wind washes her and sets her free, I fly to dream,...