November 30, 2013

This community in Norway is where I lived for three months in 2009.

i miss it still..


November 30, 2013


November 30, 2013

It’s what my brain does

strewn like Scarecrow’s straw

I try and gather

I am Ruth, bending low

I listen to Naomi

I try and mind her voice

as I am out gathering leftover tares

waiting for my harvest

Grace Is a Form of Gravity

November 30, 2013

Grace is a form of Gravity.

there is no falling from

only falling toward.