Film Photography > Poetry

All death is piled and compiled
You lose a ricochet of people,
Bouncing into oblivion and paradise
Along the way.

Never apologize for tears,
The way you feel when you buckle over
Hunched over under


Share your emotion purely and you’ll be fine
And have a great time
Listening to music and dancing around.

All people in our life’s share a beautiful
Surface for us to dance on,
To Feel brave on
Standing without or with the storms.

Everything is elemental,
The sentimental knife cuts you,

Bleed into the stump-
bleed into the roots-
Fingers intertwined-
Coral springs forth and a leaf


To protect a butterfly
In a rain shower.

August 18 2023

To protect a butterfly