somewhere between youth and less-young, somewhere during these last few turns around the sun, somewhere along dark stretches of highway, somewhere under shadows of looming buildings, somewhere in the middle of someone else's nowhere, i began to thirst for sky and open space, for distance from the cities where i once felt found and where … Continue reading read your life in the stars bright
away from the metal and plastic and glass away from the concrete and asphalt and highways away from all the harsh machinery you and me and sun-warmed boulders against our backs chasing lizards and considering clouds isn't that where we should always be? title from machine.
the sun is a lover the ocean, as cold as she can be, is a lover there are mountains who are lovers i've yet to meet the wind caresses as a lover i am surrounded engulfed entranced by lovers i am in an enormous polyamorous relationship and all of these loves are intensified in your arms your … Continue reading polyamory
i breathe slowly move quietly back into this place this pace i know how to live this life here though i lived another for a brief lifetime now away from the mountains and the river away from the granite and rattlesnakes away from the pine trees and chipmunks away from the long sweaty days carrying … Continue reading adventure, 2