Dear Quantum Allness
If you didn’t live in my flesh, you would not hear the singing of the birds. When I run, don’t...
If you didn’t live in my flesh, you would not hear the singing of the birds. When I run, don’t...
Let me come present, here, where I’ve planted my body; now, when I’m breathing this breath. Let me make room...
Rolling rolling, what do the dice of the day, say? It doesn’t matter anymore. If it’s a four, or if...
Oh Death, hello, you approach at Samhain, here called Day of the Dead, carrying ancestors closeby. But it’s you I...