Posted on June 2, 2018June 2, 2018this moment… … the way he looks at you with hooks in his desire. —Traci Brimhall—
Posted on March 31, 2017March 31, 2017in winter, i plot and plan… In spring, I move. — Henry Rollins —
Posted on March 5, 2017March 6, 2017here, 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.
Posted on January 28, 2017January 28, 2017poppies… But also I say this: that light is an invitation to happiness, and that happiness, when it’s done right, is a kind of holiness… — Mary Oliver —
Posted on December 7, 2016December 7, 2016without speaking, confess… It is a simple garment, this slipped-on world. We wake into it daily… — J. Hirshfield —