my thoughts you cant decode |
"Who, being loved, is poor?" [Oscar Wilde]
An interesting question. I've been thinking of identity quite frequently as of late. I've been thinking of relationships, of friends, of mu...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 07:35:00 GMT |
jump ship or just cast the anchor |
I remember the dance,sweat-slick skin, dripping tousled hair. shoelaces dragging through thedirt. bodies pressed ti...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 22:54:00 GMT |
neither here nor there |
I have not lost my faith - its strengthened.My sorrow for the world has grown.I desire more than ever to be a lover.I'm troubled by what I see in the most amazing people.I'm even more troubled by what...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 23:47:00 GMT |
from my favorite book |
He met a woman in the street.She leaned against an open door and sang through her half-parted lips a song that he couldbarely hear. He knew her friend-ship was for hire. She was with-out a...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 11:42:00 GMT |
