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to the east
To the East I travel to you In my heart White birch against steel sky An errant eyebrow Afire with sunlight And a sparrow flying from my throat Feathers surrendering To a meandering stream Or caught- in thorns Pungent sage and Marlboros As the hills stretch out Engulfing and –becoming abysmally wide And deep
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bricolage project day 6 [beginnings]
The Beginnings and Ends of Shadow Today’s randomly chosen word, beginnings, comes from the achingly beautiful book, Counting by 7s by Holly Goldberg Sloan. I got the book for my daughter and ended up reading it. I’m so glad I did. It’s the kind of story that takes your heart out, squeezes it hard, heals…

I want to be alive with you
Leave a comment This piece says everything about what I want (and have) in community. In my relationships. In my work. And what I offer folx. After a couple of years of strange relationship dynamics, what I know for sure is I have some really loyal and dear folx in my life and I’m so…
don't let the frilly dress fool you
There is great strength in softness and vulnerability. When women remember to carry our blade, we don’t need to be tough or hard. Today, I allow my heart to stay open and trust that my Inner Knight is here to protect the Queen that I am so that I can serve with benevolence and grace….