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  • A Great Land

    I have lived in a great land beyond time, beyond name beyond here. Where the sun kissed my soul morning and night, and my days were surrounded by honey pink flowers and tangerine trees. Sometimes, I try to forget about… Continue reading

  • Resistance

    When the wind whispers into the bones of the trees, it is calling to say: ‘This is life as it is. And my breath will bend you the way that it does.’ Resistance is futile when you’re a tree. Continue reading

  • Neat and Tidy

    She came in a neat and tidy box. Most of them did. Until they opened the box and life began. Continue reading

  • Yayah! WOOT!

    And just so the lot of you know: THIS will be the BEST damn year of ALL our lives. (This blog post was proudly brought to you by the soul cleansing- complete and utter dork making- power of the full… Continue reading

  • The Wolf

    When the moon is full they will remember: the wolf howls into the shining night. And so do they. Continue reading

  • Raging Humanity

    Where do I put the pieces of me that I do not wish to see? Where do I put the pieces of others that cut my gentle flesh and baste me in the black oil of smiles and lies? Are… Continue reading

  • Flight

    Her flight was sweet. And every bit as magical as the hummingbird sipping honeysuckle beside her. Continue reading

  • On Writing

    I write a lot about real life events. Sometimes I connect to fantasy and spin a beautiful story from worlds that don’t exist, but often I write from a place deep within. A place of memory, but more than that.… Continue reading

  • Best Friends

    Oh, the softness you are. The sweet story of you whistled through my pages, the sharpest sorrow, bringing me to life. There is nothing more beautiful than the glistening shards of a lifetime of broken hearts melting together again. This… Continue reading

  • Chains

    I see the chains of humanity, do you? It is okay to see the chains. They are there. We have built them. We can pull them apart, too, link by link until there is only one sweet day and a… Continue reading