a letter from the clouds

...so it's been a minute
that's what happens when life takes you under it's wing


where to begin...
i couldn't begin to describe the intricacies of magic moments between poems and dance
lost kids coming home to their dad
making something out of nothing
making something out of seemingly epic fails

singing out loud on a stage you build to provide for other voices
yet somehow finding your own

getting angry
really angry at your blood
for seeing them for who they really are
then looking again and really seeing them for who they are
your blood

or this apartment
and all the tomorrows it holds
the shift of belief
in career
in money
in possibility

really jumping off the cliff with no net
and learning, really learning in genuine surprise
how to build my wings
saying, 'fuck the net,
i'm just gonna fly'

haiku:
these wings start to grow
along my anchored shoulders
rooted at my heart


love, love, love,
me