House
I’m in the house instead of the house being inside me.
I’m in the house instead of the house being inside me.
is a gel.
Snowscape orange suffuses. suddenly a column of brightness, a pillar of fire! One. Candle.
Like how my heart became colors that rest around in the ether lands.
There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s all God.
I am able to say, “The Whole World is loving holding you.”
When you make a joke out of listening, you cannot hear her brilliance. In your inner thigh, I twirl my fingers, and I have spun you a song that, God Willing, You sing and… Continue reading
I felt I could paint when I learned of painters who paint light. I would let the light play with me. I could be its plaything, and it is masterful to be. Let… Continue reading
I will also fade, dissolve, and, you see, that’s ok. That’s ok, you whose memory is nothing but fictional, sparkling dust.