- a curse to keep moving, a blessing to remain
- MisSpiriting
- NNNNNNNNNNNN
- Harm’s Way
- CampanX
- What Holds the Ground?
- The Promise of Growth
- The Mountain Couldn’t Objectify Me (Nor I It)
- Appliqué
- It Wasn’t Meant To Be
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Abisko, Sweden
2022
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a fragment of a dream from the day i got back from Sweden:
Somehow the memory of the space in Abisko had brought forth a eureka thought as I woke from one of my many alarms this morning - that there was something else entirely, another path entirely, like death but something less quotidian, across the horizon of the mountains. I can remember the hazy image now of something happening at ground level, surrounded by the white everlastingness of the snow, and then a thought propelling me like one of those eagles up through a portal in between the twin peaks of the mountain, into the clouds. The thought stops there, but the wind whooshing around my dream ears, for one second, held me in this portal, and I was somewhere I’d never been before.