the point of life

walking back through the neighborhoodmy body was called in directions by the world.I turned down a path under white magnolia tress,the earth below me and the sky above me coveredin the beautiful litter of silky petals.I came across a playground,a tree beside it growingin an inviting pattern of low notches, and thought:what on my to-do […]

storm

the last couple of days have meant changing bandages caring for my skin, vigilance, and rest. life is not always glorious; hardly ever, actually, though lucky people often get to fool themselves. but then, sometimes, an energetic wind calls through the curtains and suddenly you find yourself outside eyes open wide to the magic of an […]