The Milieu of a beautiful Life

Untitled

It’s only a given that once I take the focus off I can see what it is it’s details that seemingly hold it together but what if I told you...

I can’t be solid with you ..you know what’s solid? contracts and funerals promises and vestments stories passed down from history that...

I came in the night looking looking ..your lips sealed eyes closed tight you appeared as if in permanent suspense renewing all things...

I always thought there’d be an end to the road you know the feeling you get when you run a stick along a fence as you walk beside it and...

Life loves you no matter what position you assume Life loves you most when you are raw unseasoned in your innocence Life wants nothing...

I always thought that I was special. That I held a space. Somewhere. But over the years it has become clear that I am more of a garden...

change outside one’s control ..it’s become something intimately familiar over the last few years. Things that are not in my control. But...

Who still loves you, when the dice fall? When you have to pick up the cards the way they fell? Who still loves you when you have to draw...

“What would you do?”, he looked at my with concerned curiosity. “I would leave”, I simply replied. “Leave?!” he immediately replied back,...

Once I let go of all possibilities, all possibilities are open to me. We are indoctrinated that way, not wired that way. Wired would be...