discovering existence

has a taste that is at times salty

and at dawn as fresh as cupuaçu

disrupted I learn more

of what brings me peace

that funny word

You can run as fast as your desires
but you are not going to outrun
yourself.

why even bother
Recycling past lives
when I find, upon arrival,
that the present welcomes
all iterations

And the self that I meet on the mat becomes me,
Becomes this self I carry off the mat, and into the world.