I am
colors
on the outside
I brush
up against my insides
rushing forward
I trace myself
back into life —
living
folded up
against the world
charting a course
I am pressed
like a
grain of sand
it’s crystal clear
I’m cut off from my own sight
imagine
I am
neither
mix nor colors
I find
not a hue
of myself
only the
spirit of
shadowleaves
I am a beginning author, writer, and poet exploring the worlds of poetry, nature, and photography. I love capturing ordinary moments and reflecting upon our natural world and its intersections with daily life. Performing at Bella Vista’s Farmers Market, Bentonville’s First Friday, Eureka Springs’ White Street Art Walk, and the Writers Colony at Dairy Hollow’s PoetLuck. I am a member of Ozark Mountain Poets, Ozark Writers League, and Poets Northwest Roundtable of Arkansas.
