let me set the record straight

you are not too big you are not too old  you are not too much you are not too little you are not alone you are not helpless you have a voice you are strong you have power you don’t have to get everything right you don’t need to apologize you don’t need to hide…

inhale the world

dew-scented mornings pulling breeze from a golden sun seriousness left behind and all that remained was laughter filling the air if dancing among rosy clouds meant spending time with knowing a deep burning fire would fill me with a spark of inspiration beginning again would release self mispersceptions and heal the jagged edges of time…

post-it poem

I’ve been diligently working to *have* inspiration (as if you can really have it, it just comes…), but nada.  You know, write these little plays or moments to share.  Something new.  Anyway, I had some great ideas, but nothing that really grabbed me and was like, “no, we’re not leaving until you wtite us down”.  But…