The heart of Texas Peaceful sky big countryside A long dirt path leads

I am woken from a sleep. Unconscious to the passage of time. Oblivion ebbs giving way to humble awareness. Who was I? I do not know her. Who am I? I do not know her. Ego stripped. My bones are bare. Fractures here and there need repair. Courage found in the feminine tribe. Compassion, acceptance…

Into The Mud We Go Into The Muddy Muddy Meadow Her Breath, Upon My Breath, As We Slept…….

Taking off a mask feels like a death Revealing something new and something that was always there but couldn’t be seen. To uncover my heart, to show who I am I must grieve Say goodbye to the person I am And all the familiar ways that were a comfort when I most needed them. I’m…

I have spent a good part of my life either preparing for leaving, in the act of leaving itself or being on my way to that somewhere over the rainbow: I have even at times had the rare sense of having arrived, but as human beings we are born to go from ‘here to there’,…

I don’t want words. I want indiscernible sounds instead of verbs and nouns. I want eager, ravenous fingertips igniting a nucleus- insatiably longing to absorb every layer encasing your soul. This is our discussion, this is our discourse. Unmistakable pleas mingled with fevered breath- to beg and implore. I want messages and codes that we…

After running into walls Over and over and over again After walking on painful paths With thorns being pressed into your skin After doubting yourself for so long Doubting the world And life itself After suppressing your own true self To the deepest underground world So brutally you couldnt breath After doing all of that…

Always think of others first Was the mantra in my home You must die to yourself Said The church (my other home) I skirted around the shadows in my heart Looked outside myself for the lost parts Sometimes I avoid the traffic on the 405 It’s a 12 lane freeway I take Sepulvida instead I’m…

Remembering……. I remember the taste of you on my lips, as I see the sun kiss the sea, reminding me of frosted icing.    I remember the way you crumble under my fingertips, giving in to your fate.     I remember the sweet taste of your filling on my tongue…..Yes, I am going to eat…