If life’s a game, by Britta Benson

If life’s a game If life’s a game, then surely, it’s best discovered in play, curiously, put together like the words in a poem. Never forced into form, by hook or by crook, more suggested, a seed, watered with generosity. Endless rounds of hiding, seeking, change. Your move, a turn, a random act of love,Continue reading “If life’s a game, by Britta Benson”

I fall in love with life, by Britta Benson

I fall in love with life I fall in love with life one breath at a time, eyes closed, quiet, the long way down into a universe of me. I fall in love with life one step at a time, a cautious foot placed in front of another, advance in gnat’s whiskers. I fall inContinue reading “I fall in love with life, by Britta Benson”

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