There it is again, an incessent need to pay attention,to things that aren’t meant for me. Stuck in suspension, A much needed timeout, a breath to consider accountability.Suddenly I see, my cheeks are burning, I’m not minding my business properly. This lucidity is an opportunity to fine tune my way of being.A space to cultivate, … Continue reading Internal Dialogue, Reflexive Poetry: Why Do We Listen to Idle Talk?