Modesty |
In times such as ours, [modesty] is truly a lamp in the darkness. For [modesty] is infinitely more than what we wearit is a way of being emerging from a deep vision of ourselves. It is inherent in po...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 14:58:00 GMT |
Pocket Sanctuary |
As the pavement rolls out before me, I anticipate the sanctuary. The streets narrow, the people increase. A lifeguard tower mans the sand and watches the surf, which spans wide and deep. As I approach...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 01:20:00 GMT |
s e a t t l e |
Seattle. Soft and grey, not pouring today. Windy and grey. Dark plum, charcoal, tan, brick red, enigmatic. Coffee grounds scattered on the ground; bundled travelers hold steam in their hands. Wearing...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 22:29:00 GMT |
the spark of a cigarette in cave light... |
kel and i had this experience, so she wrote the first half, and i wrote the second...kelli: it was late. midnight. i get antsy, like empty-stomach mornings filled with endless abundance of coffee. bea...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 03:10:00 GMT |
d a r l i n g |
she is empty and white. a few dark colors dapple her soul, attained through pain. she swallows counterfeit colors of orchid, mustard, and mint in contempt of the splatters, ho...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 11:12:00 GMT |
