Posted on October 26, 2018October 27, 2018happy belated… do not perform your body. be a hold place only the blessed can enter. —Gwen Benaway—
Posted on September 24, 2015to autumn… Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers. — William Blake —
Posted on July 5, 2014July 5, 2014another gravity… You see everything, you see every part. You see all my light and you love my dark. You dig everything of which I’m ashamed. There’s not anything to which you can’t relate. And you’re still here. – Alanis Morissette –