There is Only One Rule

You can’t crack a poem

As you can an egg or

A nut,

Insides gooey and

Shattered,

Respectively.

Instead, you must

Gaze at each

Untarnished whole

And imagine.

Dancing through Seattle

Ketchup time! I wanted to wait to post till after my weekend in Seattle because I knew there'd be more than plenty to share after that.

jinxed but growing.

A fiery glow of a sunset over the Willamette River. Seen on Sellwood Bridge. The rollercoaster of life is doing what it does best for me...

covered in moss & caught in the rain.

Looking up. I am covered in moss. That is to say, moss is growing all over my body, and the moss is Portland and my body is my heart....