Local Divinities

We must have no choice but to love. Eighty thousand years ago the human muse hid herself and himself in over eight hundred thousand perfect square, sphere, and liquid splinters. A meany pants gathered up half of them for a snack. We must gather them all. If we can, we push our crystal hearts into […]

Tree Music

The Organic Whole holds us all dancing. I am in trance.  Non-physical chords hold me. Originally Awake, the Human houses me. She sees clearly.  Her vision dances me into view. I am not separate.  The Organic Whole holds me. I do not climb this tree.  It holds me and is me, houses me in its […]

Grandmother Owl

Anger is here, is a stone in my heart. Ancestry covered by television, commerce, lives lost in trinkets must be remembered and must be imagined. Push the moveable type to the side. I will roll the runes of our makeshift past in the erasable dust, stone against stone. I will crush this forgetfulness awake. I […]