summer – A Burd in Flight

When did you last sleep upon the ground?

Or even sit on her, skin to skin with the planet? When did you last touch a tree, bare-handed, to marvel at the roughness? When did you last say hello to a bird? And mean it? In my readings I find fiction to be a welcome respite. I “save” books about nature for later becauseContinue reading “When did you last sleep upon the ground?”

Distanced

This pandemic has changed so so much. I don’t have much in common with anyone anymore it feels like. I’ve been distancing myself from close friends and not sure why. Haven’t wanted to write. I desperately need some outdoor time. But it’s too fucking hot and I can’t take it. It’s death outside right nowContinue reading “Distanced”