Writings – Page 2 – Michelle O’Kane

Typewriters & Trees

Not really much news- I’m planning on enjoying a long winter, making things for Bob &…

Along the way I eat a rotten apple. Soon my body feels like an overstuffed bag…

Along the way I eat a rotten apple. My insides begin to protest, throwing rocks of…

Time is something that speeds by on a billion schedules, pattering its way around the world…

I want a sandwich. I want ice-cream. I want to eat with love. With people I…

Belfast, 1994

Trinidad, Ca 1978

I climbed a tree, and the tree was in a forest.

Every day, exponentially expanding, are my thoughts. I then forget them.

Jesus is not some abstract idea or person who died 2,000 years ago. He is alive.