Postcards

(on opening up to the world)

Aug 23 •

they flowed in waves of light

Jun 21 •

glowing way markers

on finding the path (and myself)

May 24 •

For this one day of the year, I could draw you a flower map of my town.

May 3 •

the girl in the attic

You will never again be as young and beautiful as you are in this moment.

Apr 12 •

coffee with the ravens

on a mountain, it is not difficult to believe in giants

Apr 5 •

'They bloom both in spring time and in deep time'

Mar 15 •

Her story has come to me in whispers of half-remembered conversations, perhaps as much dream now as truth

Mar 1 •

time’s turntable

we sing along, catching each other’s eye in the rearview mirror

Feb 9 •

the people we used to be

there are years in which I feel haunted by the ghost of the girl I was

Jan 5 •

other people’s laundry

the everyday amongst the eternal

Dec 1, 2023 •

finding feathers

I need to shed not feathers but thoughts

Oct 6, 2023 •

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