poetry. photography. storytelling.
i am pulled.to where, i dont know. but i go, into the cold, into the night, alone. i am miles from home reached first by car, but now i am on foot. it is winter in Alberta prairies. the white snow is muted grey, with outline of trees against black skies. i am not properly dressed, i feel burning in my finger... Continue Reading →
as i becomemore and more disenchanted and broken beyond repair- i go, without a planletting myself getlost in the forest. i find them there.or do they find me? eyes are lockedtrust is built. a danceinto unknown. we pausein the void. i find the truth i was seeking, spoken by those who cannot speak. they are mineto observe.i am theirsto protect. and if... Continue Reading →
I’m not sure what led me there, But I was being led,I was happy to follow. (Today was the day I felt ready to face my newly found fear of stillness.) I brought myself to a treasured nook of mine in the city. A hidden look out point, accessible by foot, home to some of my... Continue Reading →
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 →
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