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The Seeds of Weeds

This is a love note. These loves — from childhood to now, boys and girls, men and women — have pulled from me the ugliest and most beautiful parts. All that I’ve longed for, they have gifted to me, by coming just as they are. In chronological order: a ...

These Tides

During this time of extreme duality — tremendous compassion and overwhelming fear, surrender to nature and tight regulation, the retreat inward and the escape into cyber space — I continue to find myself at my loom. On those days when each fleck of dull ...