Posts Tagged ‘trusting life to teach me the language.’
A basketfull of being…..
“Write,” I tell myself. “Write already,” my voice pleads. “You’re too full of unwritten things.” So I try to find words to fit around the swollen things inside but every word I try is just too short, too tight. All the words I know don’t fit. Instead, I carry the story inside and trust life to teach me…Read More