I wrote this email to my boyfriend last night ( Read more... )

My cat and I both have thick glossy hair, we're healthy as hell over here ( Read more... )

How many times have I got tipsy by myself and danced to Prince in my kitchen?

The cat destroyed a spiderweb with his tail, then he glared long and hard at a giant dragonfly. He hunts and eats moths. I sleep with a bugkiller. I admire greatly how his pupils dilate as he stalks them. He has such soft paws.

If there is one thing I believe, it is that simmering sexual tension always gets some sort of relief, even if it is after ten years. This makes the wait more bearable, or maybe...it makes it not matter.

The call of the killdeer wakes something up, it is the recklessness of spring, the wish to have my tiny heart beating inside the tiny breast of that fearless bird ( Read more... )

Twelve hours sunlight today. 7 am to 7 pm. Not enough sleep, I am out of tune with this equi-nox ( Read more... )

Acceptance is such a powerful thing. It is so much of what we have to offer each other. Maybe its everything we have to offer each other. Or maybe I just want it so much more than I can ever express ( Read more... )

How pointless it is to quantify the qualities of joy ( Read more... )

I sing the body electric!

Walt Whitman says:
I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough ( Read more... )