Incarnate
The itsy-bitsy spider is in my belly — climbing
Missing
to write in this light without you – to
House of God
Oh, we are given to the great unfurling –
Strange Light
A good day for beginning again - excellent really
Blood flood
The blood floods in and flushes all my plans
Deep Home
there is a dark deep place within where we
Declaration
I wanted to ‘write write’ but a poem will suffice
The Choiceless Choice
These days myth is what I’m thinking with each object
Scars
I just had the most unexpected spam come into my
Creative Cauldron
I’m seven days out of a six-week creative ritual of