iv.

The word-muscle is double
jointed. Ties itself in hitch knots, does back
flips on balance beams,
then strays across the median
into oncoming traffic. Syllables like limbs
with compound fractures.
- Nina Corwin, "Speaking of Tongues"

You're in Ruins

Caryn Drexl

Only One

Skyscape Quilt - Kim Eichler-Messmer

You're inside arguing about whether

A cloud was once a river

.

While outside a man stutters,

Trying to talk to the cacti

.

If you could recieve only one answer

Would you choose to know

.

What he is choking on

Or what he is trying to say



- Kazim Ali

Winter

Photographer Unknown

“There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.”
- Carl Jung

Broken

Lost In Translation

It was always the broken hand we learned to lean on after all.

- Iron & Wine

Dead

ZACH: You're flogging a dead horse.
DA VINCI: Well it's my horse and I'm gonna flog it!
- Da Vinci's Inquest, S03E05

Too Young To Sing the Blues

Billie Holiday - Jody Hewgill

She called me wishy washy

It broke me down

I'm just a pile of quick sand

Pretending I'm solid ground

So excuse me for being so fickle

I am just some young blood

Swimming in an old soul

- Arum Rae

Neither Here Nor There

But found along the way.