Empathic Adventurers
I know my shadow better than my reflection. I don’t recognize my hands without dirt in the creases, Illuminating the lines and patterns of my palms. I see myself in the context of this meadow: small, yet influential. I watch my feet step over… Continue Reading “My Worth Is In The Wilderness”
What is wealth? In my world of backpacking, wealth is warmth. Wealth is a campsite all to yourself. Wealth is time with the wilderness. Wealth is taking more than a day trip. It is a week to four months to a life immersed in… Continue Reading “Wealth Is Wilderness”
In the city we sit, Gathered inside Our well lit homes. The walls control the climate for our comfort. Dry, high, communicate- we try. In a room full of people, I feel alone. When I notice I’m the one without a phone. Detached eyes… Continue Reading “Phone alone”
My hope is to approach you The same way I would a tree: With curiosity. Your roots are of interest to me, Your invisible support system Crucial to your current state of growth. While I yearn to know you, Define you I cannot. For… Continue Reading “Like a Tree”