The things I see on Thursday afternoons– Hues of pink and orange and a pretty girl basking in the sunlight. I listen to the water splash onto the horizon and send echoes that whisper into my ears. I smoke a green goblin and I catch a Scooby-snack in the back of my throat. Shit really…

I feel like I’m blossoming in June. The sun is shining down on me, All my petals Are pink. I feel like the prettiest and most beautiful flower in the entire world. My strong roots, My potent pollen, My vibrant color; I’m feeling again. Open to all the beauty, All the realness of Love. Open…