freedom in this life   if i had nothing if i had nothing to lose and nothing to gain would i still rise and shine on dreary mornings   would i still find sweetness in the space of your - Read more

waiting for the rain i sit waiting waiting in the streets looking out at the meadows waiting for a clink that turns into a crackle that spreads across the sky across the land and across the sea i sit waiting for - Read more

an empty room full of things i’ve heard farmers talk of soil as if they were talking about a relative a close friend or a loved one that passed away the rhythms of the earth and the sky the bugs the - Read more

something conjured up my eyes melt into colors and shapes and shake for a minute my body lies prone quiet the tree outside my window expects nothing on it’s journey from the soil to the sun magnificent - Read more