From my stool I can view the brick lanes and canal below. Wide-eyed tourists shuffle past ... CONTINUED
sea of galilee
a slow roll of waves kiss the beach. beneath pine and sycamore an evening breeze feels ... CONTINUED
one day
from my window cars and trucks sail past in both directions, their tires humming on ... CONTINUED
two of cups
i'd swaddle you with words but know they'd never stick, falling away from your grin and honeyed ... CONTINUED
word upon word
puff of breath. energy and intention suspended on the gossamer threads of ... CONTINUED
a cold open
beneath sultry moonlight she'd dance, her bare feet floating across a bare cement floor painted ... CONTINUED
in reverse
observed in reverse, the epitome of loneliness ~ her bare breasts pressed up against plate ... CONTINUED
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