Number 17

Overcoming the present to reach it, now that the moment is steady, still, melted, under the afternoon summer sun, while you find yourself jointed onto the grass, grounded, part of the circular whole. Consider your little being, - the sky is so beautiful Reach it and love it, then think it, shout it loud, "I'm … Continue reading Number 17


Number 18

She just had a shower after a long walk. Scrubbing off the nuisances of the day, flushing them with Tea Tree body wash. She opened that door, to look for a bottle of grapefruit juice. There was none. But there was a mirror. A long mirror. Warm light disclosed the sharp right half of her … Continue reading Number 18