Change of life life changing
The second half, the shorter one
I don’t feel small about family history
I’m separated from it mostly
By time but it is there
Stand at ocean’s edge
Rocks and sand and shells
And seaweed cold salt water
Washing my feet like jesus
What an art yours is – to peel back the layers of existence and make poetry of it all
On Mon, Jun 24, 2013 at 5:30 PM, handsapockets