The ocean feeds without prejudice on the corrupt and the blameless and spits out bones and shells and sea glass.
‘Who’s gonna drown in your blue sea?’ 8
Posted by Kari
on February 23, 2009
‘Take these hands, teach them what to carry’ 11
Posted by Kari
on February 02, 2009
i saw muslims worrying their prayer beads, lips moving soundlessly. I saw talibés with their tomato cans, mostly empty. i saw a porter carrying flats of eggs balanced impossibly atop his head. i saw women carrying babies; cats, chicken bones and i saw seagulls with silver flashing fish. and i saw a man with nothing, his arms were outstretched and empty but he carried the weight of the whole world.
Sun is coming up on the ocean 8
Posted by Kari
on December 11, 2008
you fall into bed nearly broken, the sorrows and victories of the day bittersweet on your tongue. but joy comes in the morning.
