I watch thunderstorms, Walk in the rain. Sing out of tune. Dance even though my bones yell No! I live to embarrass my children, (characters). Bake brick for bread. Burn Italian coffee pots. Tell stories. Adore brilliance. Thrive in negative space. Immerse sunshine in inkwells. Navigate dysfunction and crisis like a native.Perceive ideas beyond the horizon, Am fearless as I am foolhardy. Curiosity gets me up mornings. Smiles are the simplest gift to strangers as flowers are to loved ones. Artistry is my oxygen. Water my bedrock. If the sky is the limit,to what might the stars aspire . . .
Without money I may be poor, without words I am destitute.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Dương Thu Hương
Haruki Murakami (share a birthday)
and and and
No one has written on
Amantine Sinclair's wall.