Walking in Space
I experienced this sort of lift-off regularly and worked diligently to keep myself from floating away – or bursting into shards.
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stones, sperm, and the hand of God
Can you see the sacred in everything? Can you see that you, yourself, are sacred? Can you also see that nothing is sacred?
Read MoreEchoes of not-knowing
can you decide that it all works out in the end?
Read MoreDismantled Thing 8: (dis)integration
Dismantled Thing #8: (dis)Integration
Oil on cardboard
8” x 16”
The Hills get Higher
“If we’re to live up to our own time, then victory won’t lie in the blade, but in in all of the bridges we’ve made.” – Amanda Gorman
Read MoreHis Name was not Mentioned Once
Cheers to new beginnings!
Read MoreBones of Summer
skeleton flowers waiting for the snow
Read MoreELECTION — a poem by Alfred K. LaMotte
the beauty we choose
Read Moreone hundred and eight days in four Years – Open, Devastated, Human
Celebrate humanity, kindness, compassion, decency, love, creativity, joy, empathy, culture, community, sustainability, beauty, truth, mother earth.
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Read MoreSometimes a story . . . a must read: The Night Was Teal by Nick Reeves
When your imagination gets moisturized . . .
Read MoreWednesday Writing Prompt 23 – soft heart
pressing along the edge of the tiniest boundaries, giving way
Read Morefor rent: one bedroom, 2nd floor walk-up, upper east side
when little girls grow up
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