Today I am enjoying things I can't change. Also enjoying things I can change. And turns out, I can change a lot. I'm suddenly happy in this colourful season of changing water that I feel so deeply.



Let's tsukimi tonight
bring your blanket
and a mug



When I wake up to a Good Morning

I get Emotional

when I wake up to nothing

I get emotional

So protect me

from myself

and all the dinosaurs

Undress me by taking off

all my responsibility

Let me create a world

beautiful




Xenoglossy is my place in my family tree
A very curious place to be



Somewhere along the way of learning
I dropped some spices
I settled
So, looking for barberry, khmeli suneli
and some dance



Friends will always exchange
potted plants
Every time I fill an ewer 
I am reminded of the other
a sweet warm hug
Lovers should send fresh-cut bouquets
to remind of every breath
that is unreturnable
every moment that is alove
to remind me where I need
to grow, change, or come back
to myself
To go together to countries
where flowers come from
To dream to be forever
through all the worlds
"Giving you flowers is the great gift of life."



I find myself a little sad
growing out of the old
Not missing it
because, like Princess says,
to miss is such a gift to give
for it requires love

Paul David Bond Pesqueira


We live in different illusions. My brain calls the morning alarm 'cold soup', I eat typography for breakfast, I need to know what happens to the energy after lightning strikes the earth - does it form geodes? and I know there's a benefit to the webs left behind spiders monkeying their way from branch to branch, from tree to tree. I want to mix my illusions into yours, erase the spaces and illuse new ones. You with me?



Someone's here, - I thought

and the light flooded the kitchen

tilting the horizon




Can't hide my desire
for velvety smooth cacao
for warm undercoat I don't possess
The song of summer
has been unwound
Thinking of changing my address



One day I won't be able to say
if I let you 
or if you braided yourself in
into my life
The first for me



There's always a flare-up 
of autumn feelings, noticings, 
ponderings
A child chooses survival
over emotions
This is the season to cry
Bring up your Titanic
it never crashed



Debating buying mushrooms

to release them in the woods

while feeding this fall, incoming

Creating a soul for the season

is easier when down and tired

The charm of sadness

allure of change

the wind of smiles, come




In my fantasy world I just met Zach Bush and realized that there was no one I could run to in a frenzy of excitement so we could jump up and down together, screaming smiles. 
So today I'm cultivating new imaginary friends.



When nothing goes right
go within
call it an existential pause
and see what comes
forth
For you're love, of course



On a playground, alone

like many moons ago

My dress undraped

dancing with the sky

Swinging, untouched

My therapy



My billet-doux

You're here
because the world needed you 
to come here
Get all your magic out
for I want it, too