by lori | Mar 8, 2014 | Here and now, Poetry, Silly, Wayfinding, Work, Writing
Gathering stories crying with strangers-turned-friends tales woven into focused collections into pages and pages calloused fingers hand crafting a shared love Book covers created with patience humor and a little, not- annoying- we-hope, self-awareness. Blurbs too.... by lori | Feb 13, 2014 | Poetry, Work
the beginning usually sucks: unlearning truths undoing selves unending days unwending paths oh, good GOD. that’s total crap. you’re right. then what? self laughs at self or cries ceding the stage ego averts smiles in her eyes moves down to find her seat... by lori | Feb 4, 2014 | Pirates, Poetry, Work
Work begins with fed cat on the windowsill with butt in chair Ears to be perpetually tuned to TWBS, the wind and bird station even during the big meeting especially within the mundane Good work for pirates with tied tongues and agile fingers who delight in... by lori | Jan 23, 2014 | Poetry, Work
Something snapped inside of me. I can only do soul-satisfying work now alone and with people I love I’ve been apprentice to the phenomenon for ten years. And find it has more to do with community support expanding love ceding control appreciating freedom...