Concrete & Cypress
It’s an imperfect science, really. The way it’s putting water on the stove to boil for dinner at 8:23pm, while you stand there in the bathroom sopping up wet Monday […]
Tag Archives: words
The words, the writing
And so when I arrived late the first day, the Tribe was standing in an enclosed circle that parted ways to welcome me in. My appreciation of my own resilience […]
The Search
And I think sometimes we are all just searching for who we already are. I sat there that night, on an hour and fifteen minute cab ride, to my left […]
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 […]
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. […]
We Are One {Poetry}
I dreamt that we were boundaried enough that we didn’t spill ourselves so far over, suffocate each other’s sense of purpose, passion and peace. That we remained open enough for […]
Let’s be Travelers
And so somewhere in between deciding things weren’t working, wrangling with the format and the template, thinking if those things shifted, how the words would make themselves more audible, move […]
Lindsey O'Neill 