I live stretched too full within my skin Scarred by stretch marks from access to abundant plenty, A walking sausage, over full and under moved. ; I live stuffed in a house full of memories and clutter. But it’s the paper! I’m drowning in paper! Every day a new dead tree tattooed with cries of Buy Me Now Or You’ll Be Sorry! Can I clip enough consumerism out to make a difference? Can I paste enough of hope back in to learn to be free? Can I sustain myself while I aim to sustain so much more of our world?
I hear my tired heart reply: Yes! But not alone. Join hearts with others and together we can!
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