Eve Rounds

i don’t feel like writing…

and so i shall.

i’m sporadic with meditation. my fidelity, definition and “instructions” change frequently.  but somehow i have managed to connect with a new concept. thanks to a dear friend’s suggestion, i simply live in whatever i am feeling.

what i’ve discovered, is that i feel EVERYTHING in my chest. IT wraps ever so slightly around my rib cage and trickles down into my stomach.  neck knees hands are limp. toes are at ease.

my mind still burrows and revs, but the comfort in knowing that i will feel SOMETHING and that i know exactly WHERE anyallone of these feelings EXIST in my BODY, gives this infinite density a lightness.

a surprise in certainty.




It isn’t easy being a twin.   Others considered us as one two-part person,  while our parents saw,  in our conspiring, four or more.  


dark morning darkness woke up crying i now embrace the word should. it’s a simple truth. my dad should be with me on my   

27 days ago

i lost you so suddenly too suddenly your blue eyes in a constant state of near tear because you loved life giving us so much

haiku ish

in this direction waves break to the right of me reversing my own current

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your ……. face against the bruised air between my quiet mind and the raging storm …. panic .. desire …….. pain and wishful logic slowly …