Dearest child, Wherever you are appearing on this earth, you are a wonder. We don’t know where you came from. Which is not to say we don’t know how babies are made. It means the ultimate source of breath that gives you life is a mystery to all of us. Even to the wisest of …
Crazy Wisdom
Curriculum Vitae of “I” or Who needs water into wine
From my earlobe dangles a praying mantis and a family of rats nests in my nostrils. My pubic hair paves forests with moss, my toenails form bark and fungi. I grow trees from seeds, with deep roots in dark earth, only to snap their branches and trunks in my drunken, heavy storms. With or without …