Love

  • Free To Fly

    ‘If I am free to fly,’ said the girl to the moon, ‘why are my wings still closed?’ ‘Because you have not yet decided to flip the closed sign to open,’ said the moon. To the girl. Continue reading

  • Lake Humanity

    People say there are certain truths that whistle louder through the weeping willows of lake humanity. Love bounces and drifts over the still waters, sweet and true. Hate gathers in clumps of stone and ice and shatters the peaceful flow,… Continue reading

  • Let Us Dance

    Hold me with your eyes. Feed my aching night, lover sweet, and I will be your spin and tumble and roll into the haze of the forgotten day. The air around me soars with the thrilling madness of you. Take… Continue reading

  • This Quiet Place

    I’m feeling a little tender, today. It’s a lovely feeling, don’t get me wrong. Soft and sweet, like a warm rainy day. It’s a feeling I’ve sat with at various points over the last few years, a new softness that… Continue reading

  • Those Eyes

    There is a softness between us. I gaze, but I do not see you first. I feel you, first. I know you, first, down to the bones that hold you. I would ask for a kiss, but I see it… Continue reading

  • The Journey

    Life, for me, has been an up and down ride. A little like one of those slides at the playground, the ones that follow a wave-like movement and snake you all the way down to the ground, sometimes taking your… Continue reading

  • The Bear

    ‘You must not fuss,’ said the boy to the bear. ‘This pot may no longer overflow with honey. But look. At the pot. At its rainbow shine, at its faded inscription. This pot has been cherished. And because it has… Continue reading

  • This Wind

    This wind is the beautiful melody of every precious moment we played, together. Sweet wind. Sing me again. Continue reading

  • A Strange Sort of Beautiful

    It’s a strange sort of beautiful, this life. I’ve followed the breadcrumbs, even the ones I knew would blow up my world. (They blew it up: into a million pieces of possibility. Beautiful possibility, for everyone around me.) I have been… Continue reading

  • Beautifully Us

    Take me to the fire. Dance with me in the spaces between the flames. Burn with me, into the quiet of everything pure. Everything. Perfectly beautifully us. Continue reading