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meditation on theme of "connection." First of a few on this theme. For our homework in the Casa los Altos poetry club.

She said, being poor, for the woman, is exactly like depression. like shame. like Tolkien’s too little butter spread over..

If I told you that this thing that you told me to keep hidden away has become fluid gold and is flowing out of every crack and..

in response to Emma's brave poem. You are not alone, my dear. Never alone.

IThere is you, with the mirror, standing inside, looking out. You run your fingers in waves through your indignation; arranging e..

Today, it rained. And I was thinking of you. Water fell hard. Like pebbles. Like little hopes and silly daily fears. Water splashed up..

It is inevitable- Life will break you. We are fragile vessels, carved of karmic clay, cosmic crystal. We ring like Tibetan bow..

when Life hands you earthquakes... create poetry??

They were aiming for the driver, but he saw them. He knew to duck. She did not. She was just a passenger. She was behind him. ..

That was the summer we practiced the fine art of sharing space- in a 3x5 army surplus tent, our shield against bad dreams, our portal ..