Tread lightly, take only pictures, leave only footprints.
Being a woman is nothing more than a curse. Another sleepless night...it's hot all around me. Even Bailey's off his bed and on the cool wooden floor. I should get back to trying to sleep but instead I am recording a late night showing of the Last Picture Show and typing away here. Lonely is …
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i imagine walking the street in the pouring rain where the cold drops wash all the fear; wash all the anxiety; wash all the insecurity away. i would be clean and new. i would be on a shiny, slick path and you would be able to see my reflection, clear, in the black asphalt. i …
There’s a girl behind the counter at the local drugstore in a job she wants to despise. but at least there’s love to keep her warm at night. And another someone else, at a bookstore, desperate to get lost in the stacks. The educator's lessons took any emotion she had left. The computer geek has …
Hey Sweet Mary, life isn't quite contrary. Come with me to the purple mountain range We'll pick the first place nobody knows your name. You can wash your daily troubles in the creek while the rest drift by. Unnoticed, we will dance in the mud banks to the songs of the dragonflies. As wounds begin to heal, …
There is a sensation in the fingertips. There is a raw measure of pleasurable pain. The skin it touches is hot from the rush of blood and bold exposure. The turn of a head, the turn of a heart, is solid and heavy. Dependable. She knows she can hold it there and be careful. But …
Dixie's Road Trip 