portrait of daybreak’s echo

portrait of daybreak’s echo Dawn murmurs physical benediction – Blinking to focus on invitation. Like my body’s a switch flicking to on; Cacophonous chords braid classical songs. One gaze shaded sunlight, sky, swamp and sap. From my head to toes. From my neck to back. Elemental beckoning. Hard and fast. Soft. Balance. Time-keeping. Locked moment. Fact. A permanent grip unable to snap. Closed-pulled blinds. Light-filled room. Magnetic....

MARRIED

Namaste cult of blog On April 20, 2012 Tim and I marched down to City Hall and agreed. Yes! That makes me Mrs. Gretchen. You heard correctly... wifed. It's been pretty low key in these parts recently for a few causes.  Coincidentally, the love of my life actually grew up in the same neighborhood as I did. While neither of us were born in this particular north-western Connecticut suburb of mystery, humans hunt for chatter. Let me tell you. Most...

reluctantly leant hemisphere

reluctantly leant hemisphere this fear. of how i really feel. eruption concluding another destruction and rebirth. i prefer to be. burned into a pile of ash. smoldering. let smoke signal. patterns of yes and no and of yes... squinting at attempt of focus. have you blinked to start another. venture out toward a final state resulting with in. within; like as we were about to reconnect. i cut a modern scar into my thigh. face. shoulder. back. parts...

abiding daze(y[e]s)

abiding daze(y s) If I can. Exist. Without. Desire. To provide for what - Ever continues. Struggling Defining persistent. Raw. First This. Unnatural. Shield. Still Managing in spite. Of An eternal agreement to comply With what? I do not Care to fit. Jagged in smooth Trim. A shape accommodating. Any One attempting. Too. Reconnect Like touch is. An option. Bathing; Washing off yesterday as if It never happened. Favors; While my comprehension...

mending restoration

mending restoration My shoulders rolled. To a back crack Today. For the first time. I thought Of you. And him. And life. And me. A solution of we. That you were never Part of. Belief in one life. Was Not good enough for your standard. He arrived. Strong hands. Carved back. Honest Like everything. You think you are Above. I rose. And fell. I skinned Knees. Elbows. Shins. Soul. While You allowed and gloated within how Tender my scrapes stay. And...

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