Yom Kippur, 2012
When inspiration fails the clock ticks and walls echo, music won’t play, voices annoy, bones ache, fissures open and the Earth groans; habitual and rigid
September 27, 2012
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When inspiration fails the clock ticks and walls echo, music won’t play, voices annoy, bones ache, fissures open and the Earth groans; habitual and rigid
There’s light on the headboard from a break in the curtains and the sound of you stirring. Despite the list of tasks, and the burdens
We choose the paths we call our lives within the deeper longing; as sun and stars create the night and moon’s desire, we are what
The golden curl of sandstone rock, the sound of sea as it fills beneath a hollow ledge, the graceful line of her leg as she