whatever is rattling around my brain that makes it out my fingers. may contain bad poetry, decent photographs (all mine unless otherwise noted, and therefore copyrighted), yoga rants, and general silliness.
i've been having an ongoing conversation with this agave for a while now. mostly it consists of me saying "may i?", and the agave giving me the finger.
I believe in all that has never yet been spoken. I want to free what waits within me so that what no one has dared to wish for may for once spring clear without my contriving. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~ (only part of the poem)