Thursday, October 27, 2016

hit in the face with a feather -- a blade of grass stuck to my skin across my forehead.
i sent you a video of me with a hair caught in my eye
a crow i called to landed to stand on my hand.
a bear who was tamed and friends with dogs hugged me, licked my face and i was not afraid.
like meeting an old friend.
children looked at me to follow and nature gave me the sensitivity of all its undomesticated animals.

an earthquake came and underwater was hot with lava. i sought refuge in the clouds. built your head out of mache and your arms out of burlap felt and straw

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