I spend a lot of time thinking about the elusive and indescribable force that compels us through our individual lives, the instinct that...

Tenderness... brutal and sharp, vulnerable - violet crocus against empty snow. In this shining void i can't seem to find the leak much...

Sometimes growth is a bullet. This pain is an endless echo. I believed that enough love and enough patience could fix anyone, but I...

In the Space Between It was a hot day even with the windows down. His legs stuck to the vinyl seat as he snapped his jazz fingers to the...

MOKSHA-UN I want to be the empty hanging frame and the wall. Nail. Hammer. The blue missing in a gray day. I want to be the point of...

Dripping In and Out Damp and green - the entire world it seems. Blue and gray striations sit low and heavy against the white sky,...

No choice for us but to linger - still tethered to the weight of here & now as you float away freely on the thermals of cosmic godliness....