Sometimes I think about brushingyour long lashes with my fingertipsand wonder at the taste of your red lips. Would you smile if I let down your hairand ran my fingers through the dark strands?What would it feel like to hold your hand? and if I pulled you close—and let our bodies intertwine—Would you finally be …
The birds
It seems my strange distaste of birds has finally found justification. There is a bird flu striking tens of thousands in Asia. This strain has never been seen in our culture which means we have no antibodies to fight it should it make it's way here in the good old USA. If you listen to …
Dixie's Road Trip 