burnt by the sunof your mouth, I’m unable to speak or paint you with words

Our first experience of life is primarily felt in the *body.* … We know ourselves in the security of those who hold us and gaze upon us. It’s not heard or seen or thought it’s...

No one needed to say it, but the room overflowed with that sort of blessing. The combination of loss and abundance. The abundance that has no guilt. The loss that has no fix. The simple...

Sometimes the things that are felt the most are expressed between two souls over the distance and over time…where no words abide. And others may speak freely, live with one another freely, express themselves freely–...

They said a lot of things to each other that night, but nothing that involved words.

There’s nothing worthless about being wordless, it will only save your mouth from talking gibberish.