Arriving
I was leaving Boston because I needed texture. Something to hold onto again. Running towards the desire for authentic speech, words flowing up through a throat taught with streamlined and […]
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Taking Flight
And then there are the times where our travel plans are still not perfect and we continue on anyway. Adapt, reroute, readjust to move forward into our own manifest destiny. […]
All these many moments
And there were, all these many moments, like the midst of winter with leafless trees and stark grey concrete, when loneliness felt endless and I wondered if this life had […]
I want this music…and mine.
I find myself hard-pressed to disagree with Rumi, we’re blood relatives from the same energetic tribe, like the way the wings of the scapula mirror each other, those back body […]
Lindsey O'Neill 