nature does not work in stark black and white, rather in subtle nuance
when a hot liquid meets the cool air, steam rises it’s just what happens
what we leave behind should be as beautiful as we can imagine
this late in the year a cold fall rain makes us think: at least it’s not snow
why are you walking? is a question i answer with: why aren’t you?
we rarely see it and will remember it wrong: the moment of change
we can’t understand the forest unless we can also see the trees
a moment before they were invisible; same a moment later
barriers we build are vulnerable to what we don’t understand
it’s an odd custom that we cultivate and buy food we do not eat
uptown jack 