An audio piece

on self-reflection.

An audio piece on patience and what is enough.

An audio piece on disillusionment,

and moving forward.

Weed smoke ripples

through the air

New York shakes its trees

on Beach street

where there’s no beach,

but a park filled

with rustling leaves

Today,

Central Park spoke

in a tongue so vibrant

that I almost forgot,

until I could see

the naked hands

covered in dark bark,

that Winter is afoot

A dance experience.

a gentle meditation on friendship that is no more, but always felt.

Oh, ego

you grab onto words of others

and you tangle them up