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Good at Disappearing.
Invisible, not transparent ( Read more... ) -
We Have Puppy!
Finally, I suppose the grief has subsided, and the instinct to find canine love anew took over ( Read more... ) -
Mmmmm-mmmm, summertime.
Good friends. Good food. Sunny, hot, sweaty weather ( Read more... ) -
Oh My.
I think I have forgotten how to shapeshift, how to code switch and how to speak all of the secret languages that once sustained us.
Perhaps that is where I went away to.
Somewhere else, other, and out-of-the-way. -
We are made of memory.
I walked with Tina last night, in the garden she was unable to properly enjoy before she crossed over.
We talked about roses, climbers and hybrid teas.
She put her head on my shoulder, exhausted, and I asked her if she was ready for her journey. She was.
It was a glowingly auspicious meeting in the nethers, in the slipshod dreamstate where lately I ( Read more... ) -
On making things right
This week, an exercise in discipline, in humility and creation. It's been a rough, but glorious one ( Read more... ) -
The Journey
There has been a lot of death and sickness in my peripheral life of late ( Read more... ) -
Dreams and Wakings
This morning, another dream of Steve. They just keep coming.
In this one, separated by a veil of unreality, we type messages to one another on a floating screen, and he shows me all the art he might have made, one day, had he lived to do so.
I walk up behind him, shirtless, in a doorway, touch his bare back and am shocked that he is real.
I type ( Read more... )
