Hearing Your Truth

Hearing Your Truth

Veiled beneath stretched and speckled clouds, a rising sun. Tucked in slender bending coastal covering, a feral cat on guard and grateful to be within terra firma. Behind my back, prints in moist sand. In front view, a vast ocean … Continue reading

Brewing Storm

Brewing Storm

What I would do to be out under even a low angle sun. What I would do to sink my naked toes in grainy sand while the ocean breeze greets my lips with a salty kiss. Until that day comes, … Continue reading