racing thunderstorms again i beat them to the south still bright when I got home! before His Great Darkness swept over my head. “are you ready to have the conversation you’ve been dreading?” arms, stretched to wrap around my rib bones “intentions?” i don’t say a word, you know precisely what i mean eyes fall, […]
June 17, 2010
My house is quiet and dark. The BHE (best husband ever) went to bed with a headache, so I am in the kitchen waiting on chocolate chip cookies to bake. They may or may not turn out. The baking gods have been kind of generous with me lately, so perhaps the fact that I substituted […]
June 17, 2010
The holy birds are folded away in a box incomplete, sleeping. I pray that as they rest in the dark–though their flock is numbered and partial–that if they can’t keep the spirits out, perhaps they could keep a cold away and not swallow me in my sleep for not freeing the rest of them.
June 15, 2010
We take the blue line into town, our purple neon city. The streetlights and Christmas lights are her jewelry and we are her blood cells as we arrive through the tunnels. (It’s always prettier than I remember, and I always feel like I’ve been gone for years.) I sit on the stairwell and talk to […]
June 23, 2010
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