Resisting Ceremony There is something in the conceit of youthfulness that resists ceremony. Maybe I am a middle-aged woman who … More
Category: photography
Rusted Filigrees
Rusted Filigrees It will not be said of me that “I staggered not” at the promises of faith, rather … More
Skull Hill
Skull Hill In heaven, Skull Hill will never be a faint memory, rather a mountain we climb daily. The practice … More
Creative Synapases
Creative Synapses My creative synapses will make sense to me someday. They will not sputter in chaotic release, release, yes, … More
Words
Quiet Tsunami
Black Filigree
The Gold Coins of this Tree
Give It Up!
The Aspen
The Aspen Imagine being so long and lean, white and perfectly exquisite, captivating and beautiful — towering through the … More
