I am Gurnang.
I have my past with mewhen I capture imagesof the world’s intensemeasurements of weatherand all…
Last night, just when I thought I was done struggling to make sense of the state of the world and who we…
Breath pushes and pull-gives and takes; the take it takes. How doesn’t matter, spirit is never done. Looking at…
Released into the countrythe soul sighs with reliefthe bliss of solitude…
Knotted hair and dirty overallsShe is going to be a wild one.I hope so because the…
Inspired by Burned Letters by Johannes Bornlof (and the photo above)
Eyes shut… ears wide open…
Unfathomable brooks slooshfor river’s intricacy to throb,wildflowers dot latent loamin their…
