Early autumn sunset outside my house.
Enchanted by the night Rolling lust of cloud Sighs the moon I love you. Warm summer air Climbs into me Up inside me I don’t even need to breathe The sweet violation of my lungs By bread and fumes and flowers Night blooming ecstasy… Continue Reading “Just past twilight”
Somebody needs to invent a chair that is like sitting on a fluffy little cloud. Every part of me would be perfectly supported and there would be no need for sensible stretch breaks or time away from my luminous screen which would of course… Continue Reading “Fluffy Clouds”