Writing Exercise: Rivers

I never learned to distinguish myself from the earth. In the beginning, my soul flourished within me, green and rich, following the blessing of the river. When the river dried and turned to dust, I found myself empty. I was a yucca plant in the sun, leaves raised to the skies and searching for rain.

Writing Exercise: Spring 2017

Do you remember Spring 2017 and the days you thought were your last, how Mila’s dog would come to lie at your feet and wait with you in the quiet? Do you remember that Spring, the one that failed you, that left your life fallow and let nothing grow within you? That Spring that letContinue reading “Writing Exercise: Spring 2017”