
I stand before you more naked more stripped down than I have ever been vulnerable unsteady I have always thought falling in love would be a gentle drop backwards gracefully landing into piles of autumn leaves freshly fallen snow but this is mad uncontrolled cartwheeling free-fall tumbling I no longer know up from down breathless … Continue reading Falling
your mouth is so close that I can feel the warmth of your breath smell your last cup of coffee we have been circling each other for weeks darting closer drawing back unsure of each other’s signals the uncertainty makes me crazy unable to decide whether to pull you in or shove you away we … Continue reading White Flag