Born Nude Morning
Sunday, August 9, 2026
I am tired of seeing only these specialists in perfect nudity.
I want to know — not just imagine — what all of us amateurs are hiding.
I rise with a story or idea, a song or character raging in my brain. Or it intrudes during zazen. Or wind flings it against my window like rain. It does not belong in the WIP so I put it here.


