Category: Whimsical Unnonsense

I tilt my head, bare my throat – to a kiss or a dagger? Watch the slowly wheeling sky tick away the seconds: A countdown? … Read More ›

Any sense of ambition has evaporated in the searing heat and I simply sit, surrendered, and watch versions of reality pass before me like actors … Read More ›

Geranium leaf earrings, hoops, rose-gold. Dancing, dangling, sometimes playing peek-a-boo between strands of hair, sometimes on full peacock display. I don’t know this part well … Read More ›

Hidden in her casement, deceptively passive, as the sum of her existence is dissolved, unwatched, and wrought anew. Bitter-blooded tenderness, finespun and fiercely held, may, … Read More ›