This Pink Seat
and the sweetest thing swinging in it.
and the sweetest thing swinging in it.
This is what my aunt told me over a discussion of my current situation. She is the sweetest, we cried together, the ancestral trauma no doubt is weighty yet so beautifully telling and in her three words she conveyed what … Continue reading
Ever wonder about the drops? Rampant and rallying together burgeoning with water…all pent-up with that potential energy in an expanding cloud. What do you think they are feeling or thinking? I bet it’s not terror. Perhaps a bit of anxiety … Continue reading
We’re into the walkie talkies these days. While the wall is the only thing that separates us at the moment, it’s amusing to sing a song or two from across the other side. And while I can’t carry a tune … Continue reading
https://www.instagram.com/tv/CVx8EbMFFP_/?utm_medium=copy_link The great masses of the people will more easily fall victims to a big lie than to a small one. – Hitler He may well be blown away by how far his system has come along since his waning … Continue reading
Sweetest trimmings of the night. Even I would stand on these steps singing for sweets. No one startling or repelling anyone here, Only verdant windowsills, strung with cheerful mini lanterns to admire.