Shooting from the hip,
I have flown by the seat of my pants
for far too long.
Now, given a moment to ground,
I keep checking my feet
for quicksand.
[written 7/9/17]
Catching up...
I've been incommunicado here, letting my non-verbal side do the talking for a little while. I took up the 31-day Inktober challenge this...
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Awareness in itself is healing. ~Fritz Pearls
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The percussion of automatic gunfire rings loud a year later rippling like a stone thrown in still waters as a surviving child drops cau...
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I am at the edge of that quicksand!
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