poetry. photography. storytelling.
porcelain snow, humbling, soft,gentle, still. i amawake, and aware. awake, and aware. i search for the breath- inhale, expand. exhale, exhale and i am here. i feel, the world, moving so fast. everyone has something to door has somewhere to beor someone to be with,and i am here - here.. for brief moments, i feel highfor the rest, i feel... Continue Reading →
There is a place in Edmonton, Where the veil of death and rebirth in my human journey is at it’s thinnest.You would never know, Ordinary and basic, A main road with residential views. A lifeline to central city hubs. Yet for me, I freeze as I get closer to it, I can feel my nervous system begin to shutter. Go left, Meet... Continue Reading →
“you’re going to meet your muse today,” a voice of higher authority said to me. “hmm..” i respond in a soft high pitch tone of curiosity. sure, all of this may sound a bit off.. but after a year like 2020, you begin to suspend what you view as reality,and begin to take each moment as it comes. ... Continue Reading →
March 2020 Him, Tall, muscular, tanned, overgrown sandy blonde hair with eyes as blue green as the Thai sea. A blue t-shirt and dewwy skin. Seated across from me in a patio cafe in Phnom Penh. He speaks, With emotion and firm urgency..Undercurrents of excitement and optimism, With a clashing sense of calm grounding:“This is... Continue Reading →
Don’t edit, speak up, speak clear, You have been stationary too long Befriend the chaos you crave, So we can deconstruct with grace. The music, too loud but we need it. It sedates my mind violently. Brings me back to now, Whatever the fuck is in the now. (these are strange times, haven’t you heard?)... Continue Reading →
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