Pure, Unadulterated Desire.

January 22, 2009

Your ropes snake and coil against my skin. You are dragging them over my burning flesh ever so slowly, waking me up with their texture, letting me know what will soon encircle me and hold me emphatically to your will.
My nipples perk up immediately, hardening into delicious pebbles as your fingers lightly brush across their [...]

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Every Tool Has an Intention.

January 14, 2009

The ways that we write and rewrite our life narrative…
It is the story that happens, and the narrative that we weave.
Love in the most unlikely of places and strength, too.
Love isn’t formulaic. It’s not predictable. And it’s certainly not one-size-fits-all.
And it’s hot and cold, and the journey won’t always be so difficult.
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“Every tool has an [...]

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Riddles in the Light.

January 9, 2009

Riddles in the light, and that’s what they tell us to look for when we can’t remember if G-d exists. There’s this whole story about hide-and-go-seek and how we’d be bored out of our minds if we were plopped down into this life and G-d was right there before us and we saw Him and [...]

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The Way That Everything Spins.

January 5, 2009

The way that everything spins. And it is like spiraling and when I was younger and had vertigo attacks I always thought it happened because some spacecraft was crashing into our planet. And now it doesn’t matter. And now I don’t care. And I’m dizzy like nobody’s business and it’s like being on the ocean [...]

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Brightness Falls From the Air.

January 5, 2009

Brightness falls from the air. And the room is spinning. The world is turning. Revolutions keep happening. We can’t stop the natural order of things. Kabbalists always tell that story about the sun and the moon, but it’s not just them. Something about the moon growing brighter meaning that the messiah is near. 22 years [...]

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And the Pain Bites.

January 5, 2009

Listen to this
And the pain bites and nips at me. IT IS A NAGA INSIDE OF ME THE WAY THAT IT SLITHERS AND UNDULATES, HISSING AT INNOCENT ORGANS (BOTH SEEN AND UNSEEN). The pain feels like screaming because it has a vibration and the vibration reverberates and there’s even an echo to it all. It [...]

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She Collects Glass.

January 1, 2009

She collects glass bottles because she always wanted to find a letter in one and pull it from the sea. Her tears create tidal waves vast and wide as the ocean. Seventeen years ago she stumbled across an ancient teaching from the imagined past on the “law of attraction.” It seemed to say that possessing [...]

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There Are Angels in the Attic Again.

January 1, 2009

There are angels in the attic again. And one just jumped like it was splashing into a puddle with the glee of a five year-old and the ripples of its landing shook the ceiling and traveled all the way down to my floor. And my chair rocked. And I gasped before grabbing my pen. But [...]

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Someday.

September 13, 2008

and there was nothing. and the fire will take us into that glow that has been on the horizon. did nietzsche get it right when he sd, we have art in order not to perish of truth. or can art be the same the vessel of the expression poured forth into this world the tightrope [...]

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A Short Black. And an Earl Grey.

January 30, 2008

“What’s your favorite color?” he said.
Right now it’s yellow like the lemon blueberry scones that are almost ready to come out of the oven. They match my French country kitchen—all blues and whites and brights layering together because that makes it easier to smile.
White towels for dishes because then when they’re dirty I can erase [...]

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