IN BODY

“Like you, I am a willing participant of this planet and wish to be awake to experience and contribute to that which we share. Whether we meet in body, with words, or through our striving, may each breath connect us beyond matter, space, or time. Thanks friend.”

  • The Automaton

    I am an organized system I move as a consortium of things I’ve collected during my time here From this pairing of words to the mapping of timezones Through colleagues I connect with regularly via a contraption of screens tethered by lines under an ocean or by the giant engine demanding fuel upon our every…

  • Love and Volcanoes

    A Prologue: In this world of wild and crazy realities, there are a few things that I can identify as real and essential to the planet. Both are the substance through which foundations are formed. One explicit and visible in mountains, islands, and land masses, its power and majesty so great it looms over our…

  • True love is helping someone die

    She was my grandmother Who would know, I’d sit by her side as she’d take her last breath The horse crackle of those last gasps Eyes glazed over She had left days before

  • Another World is Possible

    You, you believe in me And I, I believe in you Together, we can do All we put our hearts in to Because another world is possible, another world is possible If we can come together

  • They

    What makes a writer, what makes a circle of writers? Is it the commonly shared experience between them – seeing the world’s actions as themselves acts in a piece of work that we could imagine orchestrating?  Do we as writers always have the shared quality of looking across some time and space and pulling meaning and…

  • Going Up

    WritingOrdinaryEverydayAnother pageStarting overUntil they comeThe words spill outOn to the pageSomedaysMeaning comes with themOther daysIt’s just practiceBeing thereTo see, to listen, to writeThe fingers tapping keysThe body breathing in and outThe warmth of the coffee on my tongueThe sound of the heater clicking onSometimes there aren’t that many more words than yesterdayBut I still sit,…

  • Simply Be

    The darkness of the night reminds me of another time. The simplicity, the ease, when the smallest difference was monumental. There is another way I can get there. When I know the body is breathing, standing, engaged in life, a support exists that nurtures my being.  I’m not alone, I am together with all that exists. We…

  • In a Circle Across Time and Space

    These little letters we put together So full of life from another time Across the page Into the air Spirited by the lives that become interested in them. They are a living story The one that gets told That crosses the planes and reminds us  Time and space don’t bound us They only bind the…

  • Memory in Afterlife

    Breathing is in my nature It’s somehow the thing I took most for granted Never did I know how or what it was really Until the day it was taken away What felt like hours has just been a few missing breaths I knew something was wrong Where did my anchor go The thing that…