dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Thursday, April 25, 2019

new tree

Planting a tree is like having a baby.  A hopeful act.


I see the new life in our courtyard and feel a little excited by its green.  I opted out of participating in its ceremony, but I know about it, and maybe it knows about me? 

Please live, little palo verde.

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