The clouds glow orange and pinkAnd a colour I’m sure has no nameThe world is wakingThe sun is laying out her waresI can hear someone sweeping their stepsThe lady across the road(who always smiles at me)Is opening her shuttersA few blocks down I can already make out the garbage vanRumbling through the streets of WoodstockDisposing … Continue reading I will run
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Mountain medicine
Everyone is worried about me when I take to the mountain alone. But it is a sanctuary, a private solitude. My legs pumping. The sound of gravel crunching beneath my shoes. The wind in my hair. Salty sweat on my skin. I am fearless. I am powerful. If I ran off the edge of the … Continue reading Mountain medicine
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