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i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..

Friday, December 12, 2008


my head layed on his chest, i could hear him breath no i felt it. he breathes then i, then him, then i, then him
i hold my breath now so i can catch up to his, i let go ..... now one breath, one single movement, johny playing in the background
and us there on the couch, not his place , not mine but our moment, a moment like no other where innocence still existed, i miss the person i was there in the space, my head against his chest our stillness moving moutains, our stillness stiring life deep within me...

Thursday, December 11, 2008

why are you holding on

let go, don't travel down the rivers of my veins and
don't stay in my heart it is not safe there, broken and condemned
it can fall at anytime.