graceMay 3There is Only One RuleYou can’t crack a poemAs you can an egg orA nut,Insides gooey andShattered,Respectively.Instead, you mustGaze at eachUntarnished wholeAnd imagine.
You can’t crack a poemAs you can an egg orA nut,Insides gooey andShattered,Respectively.Instead, you mustGaze at eachUntarnished wholeAnd imagine.
Dancing through SeattleKetchup 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....