In every wink of light….

When it hurts really bad,  this life and I’m walking,  sometimes crawling through, my hands can get to shuddering in the wrestle to lay down the white-knuckled way I take on when I feel scared, to get my fingerprints off where I want to wrangle some control, to fix or defend or self-protect but the…

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Hand in my pocket and heart on my sleeve….

The biggest,  warmest hello to your much loved eyes and even mucher loved hearts. I’ve missed you…..missed  sending out my words to you and feeling them embraced and safeheld. I’ve missed reading the words you say in such uniquely your expressions, missed our front porch visits and the texture you bring to my journey with…

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windows and walls…..

I want my life to be an open window like the Irregardless of my childhood, a Raleigh restraunt that became something of a cold frame that warmed my spirit to sprouting like the ones I munched on my beanburger Winter sunshine poured in through tall rough hewn windows lined with life in pots glazed with earthy whimsy. To my young eyes, …

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windows and walls…..

I want my life to be an open window like the Irregardless of my childhood, a Raleigh restraunt that became something of a cold frame that warmed my spirit to sprouting like the ones I munched on my beanburger Winter sunshine poured in through tall rough hewn windows lined with life in pots glazed with earthy whimsy. To my young eyes, …

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