a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things
i sit
admiring
taking in refreshing
peppermint
steam
i should do this more
stop
b r e a t h e
then time pulls me
along by the hand
shows me moments
i long to pluck out
place in my pocket
save for later
time reminds me
the expansive
n o w
demands
attention
I tear up a lot of old artwork to transmute the energy into new work. This little scrap was laying on my chair to find. This is the back of it, on the front it’sa piece that was obviously glued over with something else. But when I ripped it from its original substrate, this is what was there. It became lost, only found right when it was meant to.
The world demands
So much from us
Attention
Time
Energy
Love
Devotion
May we never forget we are here
to experience
every mundane moment
May we show reverence to
this life
for the blessing it is
May we remember this
when ache weighs heavy
in our soul
This is going to be part bibliomancy zine, part creative prompt zine, and definitely pages to look at just for fun.
Shop all available art (as low as $5) and check out the care mail club membership on my ko-fi 🌟 the sticker ordered for members for the month of May is the collage about with the word now as the focal point. I love this piece and it reminds me of the importance of staying present. I am also working on a found poetry zine to enjoy, or to use as a creative prompt tool! I always include extra goodies in the shipments I send out, but care mail is generally an original artwork, a new sticker and a new zine every month. It’s my favorite offering at the moment 🌟 I should also note that Oracle art readings and collage paper packs can be found there as well.
I appreciate you all!
I also have 10 signed copies of my poetry book available here. You can also buy them (unsigned, and a bit cheaper) here. They are also available online at most major book retailers.
opportunistic
robin plays bath splashing in
puddles of fresh rain
I know you’re upset
But here
I carved a space
In my heart
Meet me there
We’ll have tea
Not too strong
So we can still
go to bed early
We’ll talk about the
meaning of
Our matching fingerprints
You scribble tears on your face
With blue crayon
They fall, rain from your cheeks
Splash into your cup
Allow me to drink it for you
It’s been long enough
You don’t have to do this alone
Episode five of the podcast Living Practice is live 💕 catch it here or find it on your favorite podcast platform.
Bald eagle
circles with
two vultures
tending to death
like the
carcass of a deer
or the
decay of a nation
threads of being
curl through every cell
of this body
arms chest heart
opening like a flower
crying nectar at the
sunrise
penetration of light
both
pleasure and
pain
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