Fin (or Reading to Fin and other children)

For Fin   I am drawn to your innocence but it frightens me too.   I tread carefully around you lest you might break me with your laughter.   How could we ever be the same? Ten fingers, ten toes, one head, one heart but the sunlight caresses your skin; on mine, it is rough…Read more Fin (or Reading to Fin and other children)


we came into the garden, hatching from a golden egg and bursting forth a radiant light from deep within our chest out into creation.   we were golden in our innocence and wide-eyed wonder. everything was new and unfamiliar and we were beholden to the wonders of everything.   but like all newborns, we grew…Read more landscaping