I can picture myself, telling him(a) the truth. How I feel, how I long for him. How everything has turned off for me, I am losing the feeling of purpose in my life. I can do work to make the lives of other’s better. I can send girls to school in Nepal and raise money … [Read more…]
Night flight to San Francisco. Chase the moon across America. God, it’s been years since I was on a plane. When we hit 35,000 feet we’ll have reached the tropopause, the great belt of calm air, as close as I’ll ever get to the ozone. I dreamed we were there. The plane lept the tropopause, … [Read more…]
“Sometimes I think all my pictures are just pictures of me. My concernis…the human predicament; only what I consider the human predicament maysimply be my own.” –R.A.
we’re here where the daylight begins the fog on the streetlight slowly thins water on water’s the way the safety of shoreline fading away sail your sea meet your storm all I want is to be your harbor the light in me will guide you home all I want is to be your harbor fear … [Read more…]
What we must do is search out poetry energetically and virtuously so that it will surrender to us. But we need to have forgotten poetry completely before it can fall naked into our arms. What poetry cannot bear is indifference. Indifference is the devil’s armchair. But it is indifference we hear babbling in the streets, … [Read more…]
Set the Prairie On Fire Shawn Colvin Full, full moon and that same sad nature I wanna cover every inch of you like ink on paper Like the blind parade of souls Consumed by religion I can’t wait ’til I get you in that defenseless position When we set the prairie on fire we go … [Read more…]
slow fingertip touching, tongue tracing, tickling gently intimate spots, sensitive spots, discovering skin brushing skin brushing hair brushing lips brushing legs brushing breasts brushing hips savoring tastes, smells, touches, groans, whispers, inhalations craving fire craving depth craving forcefulness craving penetration craving fullness breathing; let me drink you in your exhales sustain me devouring bodies, nipples, … [Read more…]
anticipation slow focus touch breath breathe breath swallow your air into me swallowing mine into you lips barely touching almost connecting the natural body movement of a heartbeat is enough to bring our lips together momentarily the heartbeat passes our lips separate barely breath breathe again drink me into you brush me with the tip … [Read more…]
Now we are apart I think about kissing all the time. I think about kissing you. I think about the act of kissing. I think about the feel of your soft lips, slightly moist, never demanding. My eyes closed I can conjur the taste, the texture, then the action quite convincingly from my memory. My … [Read more…]
“I don’t want to write for adults. I want to write for readers who can perform miracles. Only children perform miracles when they read.” —Astrid Lindgren * * * “There have been great societies that did not use the wheel, but there have been no societies that did not tell stories.” —Ursula K. LeGuin * … [Read more…]