What Crosses My Mind

  • Shells

    Inside is a luxurious tactile shelter where we all might wish to be. Sometimes attainable in a dream, quite out loud in our sitting room. Where we know that the outside contains all the misconceptions  and thrills at the same time. Our space inside doesn’t tighten, it is in the mystique of a gift we…

  • The Fires We Burn

    I remember when I was a kid in the city thought I had somehow stemmed the fire that sense of an evident outlier mentality haunted my mind forever life on a wire. ~ I began to age with a sense of forgiveness for all those around me I might have hurt. The person I always…

  • Humanity Rages Wild

    We do each one when we step apart from our shell become vulnerable, instinct drives survival. In nature, there is a task inherent in the lives of every animal, to begin their journey toward the next sunset. Are we not the similar species? Is not the world order dependent upon personal sacrifice that lends a…