We cannot consciously know the unconscious — any more than we can literally breathe under water, or stand upon air.
By definition — what happens in the unconscious transcends our conscious perspective. But, even so, this does not mean that the contents of the unconscious will always remain unknown to…
This is a poem in three parts. Inspired by that feeling of dichotomy we face when on the brink of change.
Should we leave — or should we stay?
Does this love heal us — or hurt us?
Is this the end of what has been — or the beginning…