P R U N E S

“Sweetheart, let’s stop here and gaze at what we have. What we’ve created with all our time and emotions, that we invested in each other. And then feel its loveliness, in our skin and to our very bones.”
~ Nitya Prakash

I N H A R M O N I C

“…I just want to listen as the train fills
completely with warm water, and we are all swimming slowly toward the man with Mozart flowing from his hands.

I want nothing but to put my fingers inside his mouth, let that prayer hum through my veins.

I want crawl into the hole in his violin.
I want to sleep there until my flesh
becomes music.”

~ Ocean Vuong

S U P P R E S S I O N

California, Summer 1973 Uncle Jeff doesn’t talk to the family anymore. Dad said he’s having a topsoil moment and will visit soon, but I’m not sure what topsoil is or how it becomes a moment. Uncle Jeff stopped drinking a few months ago, and last week, he called to tell me he was sorry for…

O X Y G E N

It is always the hope that we are taking time to breathe in deeply to inhale the love that can’t help but surround the air we live in.
~V

P A P E R

When I think of him it’s easy to write.  It’s because he is everywhere such that I find inspiration in every part inside of me and all the parts scattered. Outside.

A N T I D O T E

“…I am here, You are there… Together…”
– Katie Woodward