Monthly Archives: April 2014

Paper Snails

I draw snails on bits of paper and leave them for my friend to find its an unconnected hug a cheering up tool a way to say hi I know you when you aren’t there I’m not sure how it … Continue reading

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Invisible

When you’re little you tie towels or a pillowcase around your neck and zoom all over with your arms out being superman.  Or you throw your arm at people and they freeze in place because you’ve webbed them, or yell … Continue reading

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Standing Safely In The Shallows

There are storms in me and thunder and rain warm like tears like a wild rolling ocean and I invite you to ride the waves with me there are songs in me like drumming like the sighing of a cello … Continue reading

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Red Mask

  Are you sleeping are you dreaming or have you slipped sideways through a timethinned corridor a rabbits hole landing feet first in a place of no focus where colors float before you in a space without measure without angles … Continue reading

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Write Me

Write me on the wind write me in words that come from your heart not the ready made lines from your mouth write me as you wished I’d been in a less dark and difficult story more lady less lightning … Continue reading

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Harsh Reality

I fought my way across miles and obstacles worn to a nail paring thinness so that I could throw myself at your feet you paused only for a stuttering of moments then stepped across me your footsteps booming in your … Continue reading

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A Stand

  I thought taking a stand was more difficult, more defined it sounded like a complex strategy like something I needed to do research in to have lessons, talents, tools I thought you had to be loud and confident and … Continue reading

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The Lady Calls

  The Lady of the Moon moves silent as a whisper shimmering and changeable as a dream to gaze into her deep opal eyes is to learn to love the dark rivers of the evening that she travels endlessly as … Continue reading

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Iceveldt VI – The Citadel

In isolation a tower rose snow blanketed guilt driven denial cementing the foundations the lonely citadel ringed in impassable mountains and desperate secrecy a last hope a last stand a last futile punch aimed at the inevitable as the living … Continue reading

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Iceveldt V – Golden Moments

It was the gold of the lamps that I remember best their lambent light glowing in the soft air and the gold of the setting sunstars reflecting on the warm stones of the Great Hall of the Ancients even the … Continue reading

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