you didn't dig my roots you didn't even burrow but everyone loves a sturdy evergreen in the right light thrown in the middle of barren land my humble advice to you is not to sell seeds you never plan to sow M.
The world around you is a work of art; the only payment required for viewing is to keep it clean and safe from harm. M.
I blossom for you against my better judgement hope everlasting. M.
Every January 1 millions of people make 'resolutions' for the upcoming months of the new year. Last year I had the idea that instead of making 'resolutions' we should make 'congratulations.' You see, a resolution is a means of 'resolving' something - pointing out that you have this problem you have to work on. Way … Continue reading The Congratulations Project
On Sunday mornings I allow myself to get excited about the world that I haven’t seen - which is much of it. I envision myself on passenger ships steaming into ports and writing in a spiral bound notebook my first impressions of the living panorama. Doors open. I flick through pages and pages of blogs … Continue reading In my own words – places not yet travelled.
Life is a storybook and I'm trying to accept these characters For what they're destined to be Trying to accept the fates and fortunes The fools and follies The givers and takers The glass-half-broken folks And people who claim to have no glass I need you. More than I've needed most things, because I'm scared of … Continue reading a person abroad.
my heart is a carpenter's light fixture exposed wires, dusty lightbulb hanging above the room (perhaps the elephant within it) above the truth a quiet referendum all the flowers have been picked my grief untethered. M.
if i were to describe the way in which i feel about you, it would best be described as a hum you know that constant sound that’s always present even when no other sounds are even in complete silence, no movement, no action, just the sound of your own breath… you still hear that hum … Continue reading beneath everything
It’s 12:36 on a Thursday night, but it’s okay because this is holiday time. It should be okay at any time; feelings are important. I’m here, tears in my eyes, thinking about my grandfather. As I type, my grandmother is sleeping in her bed, where she’s been for over five years since my grandfather died. … Continue reading The things that I know.
A few photos from a beautiful night near the water. Love, M.
The feeling of Autumn is very much in the air. This weekend was a really relaxing one for a change. Grace and I took a walk through the woods where I gathered these different colored leaves and pressed them to make a hanging for my wall. This is by far my favorite time of the … Continue reading the Color of Autumn
If I don’t see you in the end goal, helping me grow, teaching me something, you cannot stay. My heart wants everything and very little. We had that kind of closeness that was so unreserved, so free, so silky, it was as if our souls had known each other long before we were born. As if sometime, … Continue reading bare bones.
the eighth edition a derelict addiction the desire to be opposite to taste what the other side is offering keep me grounded, tie me down we still have miles to go M.