sometimes when i open my mouth, my mother comes out this shocked me, at first though I see I can look upon it as a gift born of her flesh...

I’m deep in earth listening for whispers of a bygone era Drawing forth missing melodies lodged in silent stones Rotating round a smaller...

A bear carries a forest inside of its soul Baring truth to the nature that hides in the folds Of the trees.

I don't want to stand before you like a thing, shrewd, secretive. I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will, as it goes...

i want to tell you where I am and what i am so that you may find me and say — I’m so happy to have made your acquaintance. I have been...