Saturday, November 5, 2011

Love, like a breath against my lips, has sunk in. Tears dragged my heart across my cheeks, glistening.


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After a heavy snow stole power for days I promised postings from the dark. With a blank notebook and an old pen I understood that a page without words is frightening.


All week I looked up to tall, tapered candles like they held a little bit of sun. I showered from a pasta pot and fell in love with a warm cloth against my skin.

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