A New Kind of Beast

A New Kind of Beast

The wind is blowing so hard it feels like I can’t hold on much longer. Even if I do, I can’t be convinced that the tree won’t get blown away itself. My little claws are grasping onto a thin branch as I look down to the depths of where I could fall. In this moment I...

Last Words

:: here’s all i have to say about my last day in Singapore :: bi-continental mixed ethnicity connections stuff my prata the Lobsterbird spills the beans flying through the city streets dreams manifested in the unexpected a flippy flop making room for the new one last...

Kuta House

:: Goodbye Bali Mountain Retreat! :: i am back with Wayan heading down the mountain… but this time i am sitting next to him…and Rani & Luna are in the back! we are headed down to Kuta. i had an inkling that i would end up there… my first real-life tie to...

Bali Mornings

Part One of Days that Go On Forever…. Writing in Pagoda Bali Coffee Making Peace with Insects Goodbye to Puppies Final Puppy Photoshoot Goodbye to New Zealand Comrades Return Moto Solo Trip! Easy! Ease into… Intersection Trouble Letting It Go Muscle Memory...