Two eyes forward two eyes back.Calm seas calm sees.
A poem by Caitlin Johnstone.
I’ll take my salad with a hypocrisy dressing.
A workplace Haiku
when words come alive
Shopping is just not the same.
A poem written in aisle #4.
A Haiku poem.
Fire for our belly Smoke for our breath Ash for our heart Great burning subtraction Wild loss combustion machine Coming Coming Eating it up And finally in sordid stillness in abject silence gifting us this collodion-black negative of all we had. — Ian Miller Featured image: @ryno_thecaptain