We are so obsessed with the light – me included. You know I’m always trying to catch more of it. We see darkness as light’s enemy. As if they were at odds. As if they didn’t have each other by the tails. So I broke myself open just to what color I would bleed. I… Continue reading Shadow and Light
Someone tell my tongue…
Someone tell my tongue / what the honey is made of… Hello WordPress, I have been feeling a little cooped up lately. But I can’t say I know quite what to do with this much space. Would you look at these rafters? It deserves a whistle, but it’s not that kind of medium. What do… Continue reading Someone tell my tongue…