Posts for nancy

a premature flavor occurred on my tongue. tangible taste of autumn, dry crisp leaves crunching underneath barefeet . we meet as flowers in death, depth, the end of a season

the artist danced with me; impromptu. at the close of day. i said, tell me what you know: “i use my imagination for better things than fear now” he, eloquent, and i, wandering heard :::everything.::: lull~abye birds, wind, exhale, fluttering, fleeting, beating, heart. & believed, finally. that, even i, was, could be. a flower in God’s […]

i overthink so much i end the story before it begins they think i’m bout to party but in fact i’m cashin’ in and this will happen to pretty girls that play with original sin so shoulders back, head up. this is how you win .

everything has a ripple effect. one wrong can make a right turn left. the bullet ricocheted and nothing was saved.

“We have heard on high” “By the Dawn’s early light…” “Can you see?” “Mine eyes have seen the glory of..” “I once was lost, but” “This little light of” Shine. Sun. Son. Rise. Set. Rest, in Peace.

This is how the West was won. One. Done. Image by Grace Hong

Seasons come and go, the rain, wind, sun and snow. Everything we’ll ever know, falls down upon the ground below. Twenty eight years I’ve circled around the sun now, and this last lap was something reminiscent of Lucretius’ idea of life, the purpose to pass on the torch, to create new of old to grow […]

Once upon a time, I dreamed to travel the world to make a contribution, leave a mark of laughter and smiles and transformation. Then the power of the future and it’s potential fears changed everything. I now have a list so full with dreams. Bucket List: 1. Devil’s Lake, Wisconsin 2. Xingu River, Brazil 3. […]

In a world where time, productivity, consumption and demand rule the land and brain, people will always ask you where you’ve been, where you come from, what your roots are, and how it all began. Intuitively I respond with: “My mother’s womb, I come from a woman’s body, and she came from one, and I […]

I imagine this world upside down. Where all the frowns are smiling, And shouting is laughter, And rain is the only disaster. I imagine this world upside down. Where the pyramid flops over and the point is what’s deep. In this dream, the only scheme is discovery. And so, out of Pangea is the bottom […]