Stillness

Winter gusts cut from  north lands, snow is silence—vastness within  offers refuge. Singing until nightfall. Holding to stillness,  forever invincible.  Not knowing right or  wrong, neither judgment  nor hate. I simply am. Life…

Innominate

Within years of our birth, we’re measuring our worth—a societal imposition coercing our comparison to faux personas called “other people.” We try to find a non-original  fit that feels good-ish; until we un-become ourselves.            …

Idioms

We see your human absurdity, the unsettled  manifestations of quaint  perceptions              claiming moral superiority.   You’re jammed into horizontal gravity, unable to find your        …