Posts Tagged: ‘listening’

then it was christmas

December 2, 2016 Posted by the writer

imageTonight a favorite person of mine carried a seven-foot present down second avenue for around a quarter of a mile. We wrapped it in lights and it’s been glowing ever since…

Christmas is closing in. It’s my fifth Christmas back in the states. Last year I didn’t have a tree, this year I am miraculously more cheerful. I smile much more than I was in September. I feel likeĀ 2016 was enough. (more…)

let me love you

November 30, 2016 Posted by the writer

he had these
long legs and blue
eyes and i
immediately
complied with a
completely. please
could you possibly
keep me? hold
this disheartened
heart that holds
anything close. that
comes with this
imperfect perfection. (more…)

another friend’s loss. again.

November 18, 2016 Posted by the writer

Recently I made a friend who had a parent pass closely following our first encounter.

Nothing hurts more than losing what we hold most sacred. I have’t really stopped thinking of this person who I love during such a sad time.

I spoke with one of my favorite people earlier today about my lack of phone and slow, albeit gracious, embrace of anti screen-ville.

We exchanged “I love you” and plans… (more…)

moons. touch. me.

November 16, 2016 Posted by the writer

While I didn’t mention Monday’s super moon… it mattered.

Now that my space is sacred and empty, it’s like I’ve constructed a 21 story high spiritual dojo. I still put the recent turn of my betterment (after that) is put down to her. Something touched me that night. (more…)

don giovanni. dirty stories.

November 5, 2016 Posted by the writer

Last night, alone, I dressed in burgundy velvet splashed with golden leaves and six inch platform stilettos – img_7903and I went to the Metropolitan Opera House for the first time.

And it was everything you could possibly imagine it to be… (more…)

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