Once upon a time The Translator, in the darkness, bade us ask ‘Hello heart! How are you?’ and Dog understood. And our heart replies these days: i am still aching healed, yes, longing, true stillness was the key tears to soothe sorrows gratitude to breathe -Dog

I fall from an ancient tower into soft mud nothing but fun pulled up by dinosaurs to burn in the eyes of a patient sun drink from oceans of past goodbyes a wonderful wedding where everyone else but me are dressed as god the wants and the wills endure the…