he contained a rough earthy magic that made dogs follow him as if he carried T-bone steaks in his pocket made the trees stand up
Tag: Passion
Make Me Visible
worn thin transparent I am a ghost of the woman I used to be living in shadow haunting the night lost in the past lost
Falling
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
White Flag
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
Ain’t I A Woman? – Christine E. Ray
no lipstick sits upon my dresser top no long-handled brush graces my hair for 100 nightly strokes bras panties nestle neatly in the upper drawer
