Namaste blah-g family
10 more sleeps. Now that I can officially count on my fingers, my mood has improved, drastically. (more…)
Namaste blah-g family
10 more sleeps. Now that I can officially count on my fingers, my mood has improved, drastically. (more…)
Two (an excerpt)
“We kiss in Sperlonga,” he promises. “…my voice is F flat, it’s terrible. I know this.”
“I only dream of you,” I tell him. “Every night. Every night, I dream of your touch.”
“Every dream, I feel your touch.” (more…)