…in disbelief, unguarded and undisguised in the nakedness of this new truth..

…in disbelief, unguarded and undisguised in the nakedness of this new truth..
January 1, 2017 (January 16, 2017) The first time I typed the new year. Happiness and Blessings in this year… Read more 2017. The Blue Dance.
“I had landed spread eagle, my head barely an inch from a rock, narrowly…”
“A person could draw a map of the path, naming each scratch with the bend in the trail, every misstep clearly etched upon my skin..”