Rabbit Tracks

I took my indigo shoes to a place with no Professionals, only survivors. Gravity still applied here, it took the …

The Momentum Whip: A Spirit-Garb

“Let your emotions in. See the glimmer of each feeling in your honest irises.

They shine with the uncut dazzle of Babylon- a rare treasure indeed.”

Meditation From Inside the Petting Zoo

I will evict my inner fascination with the box everyone wants me to step into
From the corners of my utterly beautiful mind.

Re-Introduction

Please, sweet friends I haven’t met yet,
Allow me to re-introduce myself.

Two Sides:

“Please forgive my foolishness.
I’m getting over a bad breakup with my masculine side.”

A Meal of Small Bites

We know it, we don’t want to take our time with things.

Slow walkers are a baseball team, the NYC Pariahs

Take them to ball four every and you just sat through an inning on slow-mo.

It’s infuriating.

The Bell and the Anvil

Intuition provides all the sense one could need to go somersaulting

Into a circumstance beyond your wildest dreams.

A sudden trip to Shakespeare’s Globe,

A drum circle on the bank of the Thames lit up by fire-spinners,

An explosive street fight between gangs of different sweatshirt colors.

And that’s just one night of being tapped into the flow, with as many more to come as I have beats in my heart.

Poppy:

“We made like angels in the knee-deep fields,

Looking up in the stark blue sky with a mountainous halo of red petals encircling,”

Zephyr

The wind motivated towards the little stone church towards the bench I keep fancying.  The skies reward the attentive, the …

Happy Birthday, Eleanor.

Before all else, nothing was coincidental. Each avian felt a deep, reflexive understanding of their place like guests at a numbered party table. Seventy-one of them, Eleanor counted in gleeful shock. She had almost forgotten the age she was turning. Seventy-one, she recited in her head. She clung to the number like a beloved memento.