moon and clouds on blue •
scraped white against morning sky •
all of the same stuff. Continue reading →
the light on water •
birdbath in twilight’s garden •
still silver mirror. Continue reading →
that moment today •
when the world poised and teetered •
and started for home. Continue reading →
Spent all my April •
making haiku and sonnets •
looking for sparks. Continue reading →
how does badass look? • If one speaks of it, it pales. • Defining: it’s lost. Continue reading →
Keep showing up for your side of the job and give genius a chance to do its part.
