Flying Home (poem & photos)

The one slow to step returned to the state where she drew her first picture and her first breath. I am here ready with open arms – the same arms that she fell into after taking her first step. The one slow to step was ready to fly away, but in my arms, extended from …

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Prickly Conversations (audio)

"Prickly Conversations" (audio - poetic prose) For several days (maybe more) your invites, I ignored. I do hear you, but I would rather not be bothered by the heat and your prickly thorns. “Grab your camera!” I hear you saying to me, “You must see my canvas, that the monsoons transformed.” Fine! I will go! …

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Tumbleweed Spirit

You scratched me, sometimes bringing blood to the surface. Wrapped in play and imagination, I did not notice. You offered see-through walls, never permanent. We lived in the center of a thorny dream, in a dusty land of make-believe. Ruled by the field's young King and Queen, our tumbling fortress did scatter during sleep. The …

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