"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Saturday, January 4, 2014
the sticky fingers of irritation wrap around me.
i attempt to wash them in hot suds,
with the dirty morning dishes.
the dishes are clean,
but the sticky fingers remain.