Did you know
that you are a God picture, walking?
That she is too? –
That he is too? –
but nothing else on this wide earth?
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Category: Makers
Spontaneous Prose! Writing with Ruminate Magazine
Today I’m interrupting my usual post schedule (though I’ll still keep it short!) to share that I will be joining Ruminate Magazine’s 50 Hours event, and creating live on Facebook!
During the week of February 25, visual artists, poets, and short prose writers will be creating spontaneous art in 10 minute segments. Sign up and pick a topic, an image, a feeling, a memory, and have an original art piece made just for you (to keep).
This is a wonderful and exciting way to share in the making, giving, and receiving of art!
I’ll be writing on February 27, 7 pm EST. Read more here and purchase a ticket!
Buried Treasure
If stars leave trails
And fairies leave dust,
Then parents leave gold
In flecks –
Over their children’s hearts.
Unseen –
Till time, the great miner, proves
You left
Gold
or
Poison.
Sophrosyne
“Raw dark shocking devastating powerful spine tingling chill inducing drama. Therefore read this book.”
But I,
I look for light
and heart
and clearer eyes.
Fearful women
unmoored men
seek more than dreadful mirrors –
seek medicine –
seek sunshine, sanity, and anchors for the soul.
Made Along The Way 