I mourn for the way your favorite color used to be a question worthy of thought, now a bread crumb lost along the way of living. –I don’t know, blue?
Tag: Blog
Sugar Shack
My god lives here in the darkness, in the snow, in buckets of sap, the soul of the trees, flowing by the freeze and thaw of howling night and gentle day, like me, learning to flow with ice in my lungs and hot sugar crystals glazing my wind-ravaged cheeks. On split lips, I taste something elemental. Pine needles, cold. The sweat of the mountain. The proximity to the fire and boil that […]
hungry heart
Caught on the exhale, hungry heart and empty lungs, lips tangled together you filled me with air
Morning snowfall
I awoke on an island, a curious castaway, the quiet white sea spread before me.
These walls
These walls are high but poorly built. The right brick crumbling sends it tumbling.
April 4, 2015
Alternately titled: journal of a girl who has yet to find her way I don’t want to have already experienced the last good day. I can feel the sadness seeping into these words I’m scribbling on this page, so, in the following pages because I have nowhere to be but with you we will sit down […]
Bloom
Does anyone else struggle to title their work? I sure do! This lady first lived as a sketch in my notebook before I gifted her a garden and watched her bloom into color. While I favor a slightly more precise approach with other types of paintings it was fun to experiment and slap some paint […]
