Ducking under a volume, leaning back against scant holds in order to make the most of my weight. A swivel of my hips, a crank of my calf and thigh muscles to push me up the wall, and I leap higher and catch hold of a small crimp. Again shifting weight, shuffling feet. With a… Continue reading My relationship with rock climbing
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The emperor’s no-clothes
As the stories drift away, As the ideas fade to nothing, You are gradually left naked As a newborn babe, Birthed to a universe That is mysterious, Ever-changing, Pregnant with possibility And silent as to what it all means.
Jackson Holzberg Buckley 