In the gray we float above the trenches dug by factions of fiction.In the gray we meet,transmuting skull-bound matterinto bonds that matter more.In the graywe loveby lettinghearts seebeyond the face.
healing
re/dissolve
When a question contains the core of the fear that compels it, forgive the child who contrived it ~ feel courage flicker into flame.
the place
home is the place you feel you’ve always been ~ even when you return amidst the journey — where the hawks and sagebrush greet you with a wing and a waft ~ settling you into that singular serenity.
punc
Stuck and Cleared, needles bite at the Blocks that keep Calm from the core of a punctured Soul — Body whole, thanks to skin that tightens for touch.
Species of Value 