

just be
It’s confusing, crying in the sea, wondering where my tears and the drops of water really begin and end. Or, I could say, where they join...


i am marked
Over and over each prod of the needle is a moment after moment morphing into marked memory. Like a healer he plays pain into stains of my...


it comes to me when
as I realize I'm alive, and like when it comes to me when death is sitting in the living room, the most ordinary thing in the...

"capture this moment for us"
capture this moment this dream alive this heaven we live for this now we wait for in the living before we part.


"another one, she said"
let me paint a picture while you paint. your tea not exactly what you thought, like our lives unfolding in the ways we dreamed, in...