Damage

Scraping the dirt and grime From my faulty brittle spine Dusting off my knees Grown from a stolen seed   Picking at the scab I pretended I didn't have The bumps and bruises show Beneath ripped regal robes

Changes

Clouds fly Settle in the west Rain dries High on hill crest   Time flies When you're one with the day One time Will break in a new way   I tried To race on a speedway Sometimes You get more when you slow With the changes

Incredibly Important Announcement of Epic Proportions Such That I Might Never Be the Same

I've made a decision. It's a pretty huge one. I'm still trying to process it, actually, because my brain has been stuck in this same rut for so long that it doesn't know how to think in another way. In some ways, I feel like I'm cutting off my right arm but it makes me … Continue reading Incredibly Important Announcement of Epic Proportions Such That I Might Never Be the Same