Void Fruit
the rough bit about knowing your strengths but not knowing how to aptly use them.
Maybe One Day
The longing that comes from being a passenger on a drive through the mountains
Connecting with the Magician
the many selves contend with purpose and finding the right channel to work in
Naked in December
What stories can you read from the Naked Tree in December?
What does the sound the snow makes tell you about the trail?
On the Edge of a Strange Night
A rambling poem inspired by a late night stroll and the painting that goes with it
