Trying to decide what I want is a tough think. So in the interest of making some headway in this process, I remember a phrase
edge
i dance along the linesthe sheen of the weba liethat speaks of a slippery slopethe truthis that itgrips holdsbindscapturesi am teeteringholding tenuouslyto my balanceeach movementi make
Dancing Words
close your eyes.feel, don’t see.i want your senses to play musical chairs and have sight to be the one left standing, walking away alone when
Green Balloon
I remember the first time I felt regret. That’s not true. I remember the moment, the split second that was just before that feeling tore
Day Eight
It’s been one week since I left home to find some peace and, more importantly, distance, from the last few weeks and all of the
space
One of the hardest things to do is nothing. Sometimes you have to sit in the space that hurts. Sometimes you have to stay in,
