fresh ethos

i'm eating sweet potatoes for dinner so it feels like thanksgiving.

here is who and what i am grateful for:

my mama and my papa
portland in the fall
my aunt cindy and uncle paul
my north atlantic house of bros
the wwoof network
david cross's visit to powell's city of books
the farmers' market
farmers
fertile land
$6 yoga classes with rad teachers
the friends i miss so much
the hemp connection
$3 movies at the dinner theater
the downtown waterfront at night
random encounters
transmissions of positive energy
being unemployed long enough to write a new cycle of prose poems
the wherewithal to still have hope for employment
new adventures
new knowledge
my body's range of motion and center of gravity