Andes Mint #11: Credo

Credo I believe in tenderness. I believe in lying on your porch swing on a summer night and watching the passersby. I believe in eating as many Oreos as you want. I believe that climbing down the mountain is harder than hiking up. I believe in standing in the doorway watching your small children as … Continue reading Andes Mint #11: Credo

Longing for the Dance

Longing for the Dance What were you faithful to, back then, alone long nights when those in other rooms slept on? You’d look out at the stars, those nights you spun a world of other places, all undone from your small self, so still in the small bed that you were faithful to, back then, … Continue reading Longing for the Dance