True Story

Through it all. All of you, me. Us. Like the reverberations of a steel drum, letting love ripple and hum through our most cherished to our most vulnerable, hardest to embrace and accept parts. Unconditionally. This is our gift. To ourselves, to others. Love, always, love.


All this time, I thought I knew you

Doing all the things I thought I should do

But I missed you all along

Too busy, too broke, too blind to see

The one that stood right next to me, and loved me through it all

Why did it have to take so long for me to find the real you, and just open my eyes?

Oh, it’s like I’m seeing your face for the first time

And we’re strangers now for the last time

I know you now

It feels so good to finally meet you face to face, heart to heart, eye to eye

Another chance at the starting line

Jason Castro


may the tide

that is entering even now

the lip of our understanding

carry you out

beyond the face of fear

may you kiss

the wind then turn from it

certain that it will

love your back may you

open your eyes to water

water waving forever

and may you in your innocence

sail through this to that

– Lucille Clifton


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