FLOWERS FOR A FUNERAL
Don’t miss me. Breathe. I am in the wind. Don’t long for me. Drink, for I am the…
Don’t miss me. Breathe. I am in the wind. Don’t long for me. Drink, for I am the…
We would have us believe this tree flowering and bearing sweetest fruit is the death knell of a…
A mite of light spits out of me flowing liquid through vessels of dust embodying a center here,…
Here she is. A flame in a night of stars, and air so fresh it’s as if you’re…
Screech of sound, it’s music, they say, turn around and cash, a cart in the way a steely…
A wind chants threads of home, the wonder of a child within, alone, an inner creak of sacred bones,…
Be Curious, my friend, that rifts will not tend us, letting absence pattern this blend, as light flickers through details of space…
You don’t know it yet, love, in a snow storm of despair You don’t feel it yet, peace,…
Take these words and burn them now they can only reflect this burning, creative rage and a wild…
Think. Don’t choose left or right, one hand or the other, a father or a mother. Only light can surrender to an…