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a lesson in sugarglass…

Here, I am the only kind of holy,
and there is no room
for nonbelievers.

—Ashe Vernon—

i mean it…





I tell you that I want you to take advantage of me.

here, in the everyday…

I watch a hummingbird hover outside my window.
I sip tea.

I sit on benches, overlooking pristine nature scenes I cannot even fathom the making-of.

I finger myself and the crisp sound of linens crinkling as I spread my legs makes me gasp your name.



i opened myself to you…

Like a river opens itself to the rain.




The clouds have parted ways.

it’s the little things…
that make all the difference.

i wasn’t safety…

I was Possibility.

the outer banks…

Out there?
There is no out there.
All is open.
Open water.  Open I.

— Muriel Rukeyser —


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