by Danielle
This morning, I saw the shadows of branches and thought of us. In dark stripes on cut grass, I thought I could touch them but I kept walking, knowing it would spoil the effect.
"Friday Morning Bliss" by Matt
"Concrete Tributary" by Fox
St. John's Cathedral by Marcel Breur
"Un Sandpiper" by Jeff
by Alexis
w a k i n g.
feathered down silhouettes her .
inhaling. cotton fighting nostrils, creeping in.
sweet.musky.stale.
sleep is left of him.
s t r e t c h i n g
s l o w l y .
audibly exhaling
body against the cool, crisp sheets.
fingertips.toes. curl i n g the edge of the mattress.
searching,digging.
E y e lids pushed closed. she inhales him.
opening her eyes.
she is alone.
"L.A. Comes Alive" by Jaguar
"I want to live in a world where the words male and female are flexible and subjective, even redundant..." - Unknown
"What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us. " - Ralph Waldo Emerson
