Tag Archives: dignity
Above all else, (she told me, her smile a glowing sickle) dignity and grace, for each and every soul on this planet, no one above, no one below, and everything I mean everything you truly need to know you’ve already … Continue reading
Hold me, to dignity, to respiring intent, to nothing beyond this moment, arcing to bend.
The Meaning of the Mob. I say, the Mob, meaning the Definitely Uncertain, Fixed—a liberal form of physics— or the clotted swarm wallforming brick by brick, a mosaic pattern. Pick a number, any number, it’s a given. A given what, … Continue reading
small hands, immeasurable in their dignity and brood, folding paper cranes as grief rises to level tender shoots