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communion…

communion

a lesson in sugarglass…

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

—Ashe Vernon—

i mean it…

When…

 

 

 

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.

 

souvenirs…

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i opened myself to you…

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Like a river opens itself to the rain.
.

.

.

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The clouds have parted ways.

it’s the little things…

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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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