Winter garden Not breathing.
So good to look out my window
Good to get out in the world
Freshly painted on my pathway
Under the umbrella by the pool are two quilted chaise lounges, like the rollers in factories used to move small items to the next station. If you run your hand over them you will feel symmetry of each roll until you don’t. Their slope is inviting as one can see it’s the shape of a body unconscious waiting to be lifted […]
In the beginning I was the one with the power. Or at least I thought I was. I had such faith in the power of the sashay of my hips that I never minded walking away. I never even had to turn around to know that you were panting after […]
“No life guard on duty” Why not? If there were ever a time to have someone guarding your life, it’s now.
Garden words Stop Listen Close your eyes Feel Kiss Smell Brilliant Bring back anything good Ferns Words begin with w Mouth lips Risk it Say it Do it Be the tree’s root Fragile Temporary Contemplation Fidelity Loss Absurd There’s a garden in Scotland called “Little Sparta” and it inspired me […]
I remembered his lips from 1996 But when I saw him today it was the beauty Of his hands that prompted me to remember The tenderness of touch.
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