Day 122: Five.Seven.13

Nothing about this day has been particularly awesome.

I tried a new yoga class. The teacher had an incredible way of explaining our practice. Poetry.

Imagine the back of our heart, she said.

I don’t know that I have ever thought about the back of my heart. Of anyone’s heart.

It has made it’s way into a line in my poem: “Heal backs of hearts.”

Here’s to another day of creativity…


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