Carved into stone,etched into bone;paper or skin—memory is myonly language. #openformscript#openformcalligraphy#lowercasepoetry#lowercaseasemic________Listening to Ida:

2022 Mount Tabor collaborative poetry project Field notes:Many summers ago, wet pavement,summer rain. Walking is the actof constant falling. There are meteorsinside of each rock. In perpetualrotation, levitated, red as a pulse—we come from catastrophesand explosions. Yet we find waysto hold on. ______ Listening to Federico Durand

It’s not so much about what I want to gain or understand while in a writing residency or in retreat. To me it’s about what I want to leave behind and think of ways to catch up with myself. _______ Listening to Felt by Primitive Painters :

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