On the ranch, I communicate with the animals. I coral the horses from one field to the next. The horses- like everyone else on this planet- don’t understand my Spanish either, so I run behind them, clap my hands and yell “go go go!” That they can understand. They gallop fast into the next pasture …
The Goats Got Too High
The sky breaks open and bleeds bliss. I swim in sweet water. I sip on honeysuckles. I vibrate in the tall grass. The day drifts like a dandelion seed blowing in the wind. I sink, I sink, I sink. I sink into the earth and swallow an antiquated light.... it's as sweet as sugar. I …
The Grass Ocean
The vagabond inside of my heart has led me to a grass ocean in Uruguay. These days I find it best to do whatever the vagabond in my heart says. Wherever it tells me to go, I go. I go before tomorrow is today. I go. I go consumed by wanderlust. I go. I go …
