I Don’t Know What Love Is

I Don’t Know What Love Is

I don’t know what love is but I know how to watch stars drip from the sky. How to lay on my back during a meteor shower and feel that light surge through the night of my body. Burning through my separateness, my greed, my forgetting that I am all of it. I know how to...
Trusting the Light

Trusting the Light

Recently, I was tubing behind a speed boat on one of those big floating contraptions. There were three of us piled into the front end of this plastic chute, gripping onto its handles as we readied. The boat lurched forward and instead of skimming lightly on top of the...