It’s too bad war gets all the attention; it’s too bad the plant is easier to see than the root.
Stories do not change, only the lives they live in do.
The storm before the calm.
The historic beauty of BJJ rests not with its ability to allow a smaller man to maim a larger man, but with its ability to allow any man of any size to survive.
Like forearm veins, my interests spread in different directions and eventually led to the hands, to writing.
The ribboned gallons that rule us like beliefs rooted in single experiences.
Sweat seems to bleed / like pride from their bones.
Blood cannot be without dancing. There is no dancing without blood.
Naming nature doesn't tame nature.
The taste of moon's song.
The whispers inside the red wheelbarrow's dew.
Feed peace not fear, make spoon not war.
There was a sound you could smell / like you were inhaling tomorrow.