the orientation of this universe (a journal entry) |
All right for a minute with the wind flying and reflections brighter than white could ever bethe light the light the lightI always thought I was reaching for something, a better lifeor a dream I felt... Posted by on Sun, 15 Jul 2007 07:44:00 GMT |
Sonnet |
That first summer we went to the oceannearly every day to feel the burnt lightlate in the sky and the deep waves rush inand out. We were two people then. We mighthave fucked there, though grandparents... Posted by on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 09:30:00 GMT |