Dreams and dreams only.

can you hear the music?

Southwest of Los Alamos, NM

Life on Earth

We’ve run away with possibilities and can’t see the utopia we already have.

We can’t see that we’re destroying it.

Or if we can, for whatever reason,

none of which I’ve heard is good enough

we don’t care.

Saints

St. Patricks, 2015

Inbetween

Right on the cusp of summer,

as if nature knows what follows, and comes out veins blazing.