pine mouth

I have a bitter taste in my mouth. It’s not from the ache in my heart that keeps demanding my attention even after I have a beautiful day or something great happens. and it’s not because there was a kraft single on my sandwich this morning, which though it did leave me feeling a little … More pine mouth

on love…

love- relationship- togetherness, fear? space…. tightnessclosing- – heart opening blooms within our bodies I sometimes find myself thinking over the details of a situation, replaying, analyzing, looking for clues, trying to determine what happened, what I did that contributed to an outcome, who I could’ve been different, where I went “wrong,” etc. There is a … More on love…

Stories of Guatemala

Seeing out over corn-fields, through fog and mist, listening to a cow moo out in back and the sweetest children I’ve met playing downstairs. Through fear and irritation, elation and love, there is an underlying murmur saying this too shall pass. Tonight is my last night in Guatemala. It´s been a little less than two … More Stories of Guatemala