Stephen Jackson

Agreed!

I haven't read the book. But after reading your article, I'm looking forward to doing so.

Into the woods!

We don’t talk about this.

Also, checking in on the hollyhocks!

Blackberry and fig picking!

Legend!

A newspaper clipping that reads: "The Wizard of Oz. Transported to a surreal landscape, a young girl kills the first person she meets and then teams up with three strangers to kill again."

One person’s fairy tale is another person’s nightmare.

Back of an orange and yellow sunflower Hanging straight down.

Sunflower Wednesday

#EastCoastKin #photography #BloomScrolling

I've submitted 28 poems to a particular publication, which shall remain unnamed, seven of which have since been published elsewhere. I am now more determined than ever.

P Square.

Cover to The Boy Who Reads in the Trees by Ron Mohring

Go All your meals will be in color now. All your lights are green. You're good to go. All your love returns a thousandfold. All your coddled seedling trees will grow. Almost all your geese leave in a vee. Forget the earthbound gander pulling all the feathers from his breast. Time wounds all heels, said someone clever but unkind. It's all forgiven now. Death wipes plates clean, fings these leftovers at the bin, the wall, who cares? Not you. Not now. Forget the tremor, all that spilled from forks you tried to steady, all the cups half-filled. We're brimming over, wholly open now, like all your doors, fung wide. It hurts. This light. I's everywhere you were, And now you're there, and there, and there.

Ron Mohring’s book, The Boy Who Reads in the Trees. This book of poems is a heart breaking marvel

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Pre-ordered! Can't wait to read it!

This cardoon!

Hollyhocks! That’s what’s up!

“Let me doze among my / Polaroids and poisons, corrupt / with ghosts…” from @erikjs.bsky.social Pretty Boys in Trouble.

I love Summer!

Is Wordle recycling words or did I play too many knockoff games when it first became popular?

“In summer, the song sings itself.” ―William Carlos Williams

Maged Zaher

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” ―Arthur C. Clarke

As my photographic aesthetic morphs.

They shoot horses, don’t they?

Dude should’ve gotten out and played more as a kid.

“Summer's lease hath all too short a date.”
―William Shakespeare

The Seattle Art Fair is always so exhausting, but always well worth it!

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Sound up, it sounds like the fish are all talking amongst themselves.