an old bear and his honey live here.
there is always bread to bake- lamps to fix- and a bag of potato chips left open to get stale on the counter.
we all need to eat
we all need more light
and sometimes we grease the wheels with whatever we can find—
and end up breaking the machine.
there are always hummingbirds to watch
and deer coming through the property—
coffee to brew.
we all must learn to stop and take it in like a hummingbird only does with the sugar.
we all need to let ourselves stop at the salt lick and face what is bitter—
but you can always get a drink with a friend.
~~note: this isn’t done but i wanted to post something~~
so today i was in my schools student lounge and the senioritis has hit so hard that i was having a small existential crisis over whether to get doritos or chex mix. this girl cleared her throat behind me and i turned around and apologized and she said she’s having junioritis and stressing out about college— and then we launched into a convo about applying to school and all that. i mentioned that i’m going to columbia college chicago next year— and she already knew that at an arts school i’d be doing poetry— and she’s read some of my stuff and had been wanting to get my book which is now happening!! this is a rep that i love a lot!!
i started this when i finished writing for my book, and tonight i think it finally came together. ~Doe
i’ve been up at my parents cabin this week with a friend before going back to school tomorrow. i’m posting this a day late, but yesterday i went to the Pinecrest Gallery and got 20 books for sale there, which is super exciting.
also, i visited the calaveras north grove trail where i wrote most of the nature chapter of Becoming Doe and spent some time with this amazing tree:
i just updated the links in the sidebar, there are tags listed in “more info” and little blurbs about each chapter of Becoming Doe in “more about becoming doe.”
it’s 2 in the morning and i’m writing, which has been much needed for a few days now. a line that came out of my stream of consciousness which i sort of like is
"there’s a lot of slack crashing in on me from all the hope i sent out into the world with your name on it."