She sits with me at breakfast, follows me to the park, hovers on the drive home, celebrates when I lie down, snuggles in with warming
I navigate sharp twists, confront rough trails, steep slopes, swoon at dizzying heights, frailty felt. This path is for rugged, mountain-born, those accustomed to the
Is this life-play pre-staged – reservations made in childhood when fun constituted priority, and drama thrived, unchecked by adults, bemoaning authority, too self-absorbed to conceive
We grow our world under evening light, all soul charm and dance – he a gentle father, nice guy, quiet… I believed. But when search
Unsettled, worry’s guest – change binds me, spineless… this waiting is venom, caution enticing, pursue transformation, big, small – and diversion to eliminate the parasites.
Who ghosts desire? I long for a kiss, my glass belly ice & concrete clouding our porcelain peace. A good woman lingers, then after voices