I have an hour before I launch— before the air becomes stiff and tight around me, and I forget how to move and breathe. In this place, I like to say that I am ready to understand myself and the... Continue Reading →
Live. Live for love, Live for the song of the red, glass heart. Live for the earth and for pain, Live. Live for the wonder of yourself. And never, ever die for the man.
I wrote on a Saturday, about my father and the world I imagined from the narrow--from the unknown.Our world is changing.I look at houses filled with lifeand everywhere we turned,another window...I couldn't shut them fast enoughand all my worries swept out the bottom... Continue Reading →