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You called me at work with a suggestion; let’s go to the beach. dinner. possibilities I waited for you at 6 pm on the stairs of the government building, Sansome and Sacramento, so excited to see you that my book … Continue reading
I imagine there was peace nestled deep inside your fear or maybe it was the other way round or one eclipsing the other like the dark figures hovering above you, blotting out the blazing sky. Such sick, sadistic power they … Continue reading
I shiver at the memory. What I thought I was tangential to turns out was deeply embedded in the heart. How joyous is the discovery in that look; the face, softening in the most beautiful way, allowing the deepest longings … Continue reading
The storytelling was exquisite, the truths immense, and the bullshit just fun. Smoke and mirrors I can navigate. I’m resourceful like that. But that doesn’t mean I’m desensitized to the awe on the other side.
today a homeless man caught me crying on the town square and offered his hand to comfort me. that’s some serious grace right there a gift. and in the pause of holding hands with my companion right there the gift … Continue reading
jaqueline taught me how to become a dragonfly i didn’t imaginemy body could movelike that my lips and hands formgratitudemy private goddesss yogini oh asana, pranaelevate me, thensend me downto child’s pose a pause the waning moon dissolvesinto the shape … Continue reading