Category Archives: Spoken Word

Carousel

You grow a comfort – A rare informal formality of sorts.A touch,unwarranted,too soon becomes as abundant as gravel on common ground.& some way, it feels as though this measure of intimacy has never been met before – to act before thought. To reach out without hesitation. To leave the door open, to undress seamlessly, layingContinue reading “Carousel”

I’m Fragile, Delicate

I’m quite fragile at the moment, said the world. I’m feeling a lot. Trying to trust my heart and my instincts. Listening to my gut. I’m eating well, seeing nature, sensing smells and seeing. I’m feeling and listening. Then the world got a virus, so the world got sick. Humans ate a bat while theContinue reading “I’m Fragile, Delicate”

The Cobbler that had no Sole

My grandmother once told me a story about a wealthy shoe cobbler. She told me that,Everyday a cobbler worked and slaved and was a slave to work. Everyday working to get paid but see the cobbler was the owner of the shop and he was wealthy. So she asked each time she told me theContinue reading “The Cobbler that had no Sole”