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I search and search for ways to say: “You are alive” but time and time again my words fall short. When she lay dying in that stripped-down room (but for the tubes) it felt like we had jumped across a sacred portal into a Caravaggio  the way the room was

Who I am is really a response…a response to the world, a response to the now… a cascade of feelings, sensations and actions, the elocution of two hands, a tongue and a pair of lips; a catalyst of change. I am ability for the world to self-destruct or self-correct, to

Yesterday I guided another group into connection with a local conservation area close to where I currently live, in Baton Rouge. I offer these groups on a gift economy basis, but the reality is that I set them up for myself as much as for other people. I get to

I admit I’m a hard nut to crack. I often deny myself the experience of love. By that I mean I am afraid of allowing myself to receive love. This is because love is powerful, and erases boundaries. It allows one to merge with another. I have been conditioned in

You say you love me, but how do you love a shadow on the wall? At high noon we enjoy each other, but when night draws near, you become angry as I fade into the background. Do not mistake my seeming stillness for lack of passion. What you call stagnant,