Bend beside me love; stretch your hand across the dirt. If you wiggle your fingers right you can feel the screams of this ancient earth Continue reading “A Poem for the Hills and You”
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this modern wonderland
“Do not be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. What if they are a little coarse and you may get your coat soiled or torn? What if you do fail, and get fairly rolled in the dirt once or twice? Up again, you shall never be so afraid of a tumble.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson Continue reading “this modern wonderland”
a literary labyrinth 