How have I escaped death this summer While I’ve been delighting in clear blue skies and purple wildflowers and crispy cold lakes And the taste of amber beer and 11o’clock pizzas and the look of short shorts… You’ve been walking along lantern-lit streets And talking amongst cafe goers Who speak of death and their attempts … More Walking different directions around a clock
If most are a hop, you are a skip If the brave are a jump, you are a dive. When friends say your name it rolls off their tongues with a wondrous hiss And the world around you crackles and pops. That noise becomes the wind racing downstream– Flirting with the waves and the clouds … More “Alyson”
The modern Hercules wears his golden mane like a cloak Etched with twelve adventures Twelve Labours under the Sun. He is not sure what the Future holds beyond these. The modern Heracles does not go by this name, In his lion’s mane nest chickadees; In his bronze palms he cups butterflies, And from his soles spring … More The modern Hercules
It sometimes happens that when you take a walk under the stars, you can instead find yourself among them.
When I walk with you, I am reminded of all those obscure specks from the corners and coves of the globe which somehow unite to illuminate the earth from within. … More Walking with a friend, among the stars
After a year of sadness Mourning the soft white landscape She wants the seas to rise And the sand to tear its way through her She wants a fire to sweep this quietness.
If you want a trip, step out onto the porch for a minute or maybe take an evening walk. If you’re ready, bite your lips and draw a deep hard breath of fresh autumn air. Keep walking. As you walk, the first thing you can notice is the magnificent crackling of the fall leaves under … More If you want a trip
I’ve been alone for so long I’m concerned I don’t even remember how to be with people. When my greatest moments are alone Pumping music and love and life into my ears Dancing in my kitchen, knives and onions, carrots and strawberries, happy plastic utensils getting jiggy with me. I walk down the sidewalk, sun … More Invite: APARTMENT PARTY! PAINT MY WALLS WITH YOUR BLOOD.