Having such a butt-ugly spring
that images of flowers breaking through the crust
of the last winter's salt and dirt
just doesn't feel right.
But this weekend?
It's just pulsing with a desire
to create something new
out of the familiar.
From the stage of the scorpio moon
and its story of fractured identity,
to jazz jams and sugar shack reimaginings,
to the quiet opening of my mouth in Little Italy.
There's a lot to dive into
There's a lot to dive into
when I am feeling well
that I am overwhelmed
by life's little possibilities.
Strange behaviors
and the instincts
that drive us
are pushing me to the edge.