Tell the truth... maybe just to see clearly, as clearly as possible.

may you kiss the wind then turn from it certain that it will love your back

these hips have never been enslaved, they go where they want to go they do what they want to do. these hips are mighty hips. these hips are magic hips

the lesson of the falling leaves the leaves believe such letting go is love such love is faith such faith is grace such grace is god i agree with the leaves

Come celebrate with me that every day something has tried to kill me and has failed.

Intellect doesn't translate across cultures; intuition does.

I don't go get a poem. It calls me and I accept it.