my brother cracked my rib one morning and gave me half of his orange in the evening.

fingertips purple .. hands shaking, bleeding a bit .

.. meditating.

being a child is not a sin.

at river , watching the little marine life swim about just under the water .. fascinating little things .

i  have  a  very  childlike  rage  and  a  very  childlike  loneliness.

laying in the sun, trying to warm up.