holding up your heart under the wide open moon.
“When my heart feels so much, I need you to help it. You are the one who knows hearts. “ “I don’t know that I know hearts. I just believe in them. “ We are on the freeway, spinning toward home under a wide-open moon. A plane is coming in, fast and low. This...
Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.
You, lover, are so very beautiful. I know you don’t think so. I know you stand each morning, lift your face to the mirror and wage silent war on the skin and bones that hold you in this life. I know you do because I do too. But you are beautiful. You are beautiful...
embers of grace and grit {a love letter for driftwood hearts}
Dear you. I know you. I know you wear your heart on your sleeve. I know that heart is pieced together from soft driftwood and tattered suitcases and old skeleton keys and the shards of pottery you’ve tucked in your pockets from all the things you’ve seen...
all the proof i will ever need.
{for Monique and her beloved James, on the day of their wedding} [soundcloud url=”https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/128517229″ params=”color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=true” width=”100%” height=”166″...