memory shards
My life is insane busy at the moment, my inbox is stuffed with a ton of unanswered emails, my laundry is piled high, I have not been to yoga in three days, I turned down an actual bona fide date offer and those offers of cock, movies, meals, drinks–all turned down to take care of [...]
amendments to love
I mentioned the other day that love is not as easy as sex–I would like to amend this statement. Love is easy, I fall in love all the time, daily even. Because love can come easily, and while it may not be that love some think of, that… I want to marry you, have your [...]
my days
My days can be varied at the library. Hectic always, life altering once in awhile and life threatening some of the time. I have had patrons take a swing at me, drool on me, spit on me, bleed on me, ass grab, curse and verbally abuse me from every which way to next week. It [...]
Photographic Memory
with a heavy soul desires have become memories like a photograph I recall seeing but not sure where your past and mine could be like the energy of a wave like the lines on the back of my hand the creases in your face like a road map We never follow but keep—just in case [...]
bath
Saturday morning I am always a slow moving vixen, but this Saturday–I was exceptionally slow, and in an extremely nostalgic state. The rain, the wind and the dark sky were not motivating me to get ready for my work day at the library. I read some blogs, answered emails, posted, but my mind kept drifting [...]
