Once, as a child, an explorer, I saw a trace. Tucked between rows of stones in a stonewall lit by sunlight was a shiny near see-through snakeskin. The fascinating fragile skin was equal to the thing, not a trace it was to me but as real as the snake it had contained. ... Continue Reading →
She was a blonde with a green eye and long legs, he was a hairy and dark eyed young Greek. When he went in the garden she followed. She followed and smiled when he saw her. He looked somewhat scared or suspicious but her hand on his hip made him tender and open, he... Continue Reading →
Walk away from being stuck from petty minds from puppet people as distance grows vast from your back. Walk towards the long horizon line, the place unknown to you, the different point of view, your legs will keep taking you there. Walk up in silence, grind those buttocks down to climb your... Continue Reading →
As I open myself to living closer to the space where the horizon lies I see my achievements lining up like trees along a path that leads into the distance behind me. I am letting go. I am letting a tired letting go pervade me, tired of people around me wearing the... Continue Reading →
Through heartsex, the body opening to another, I feel the sky open at the centre of my heart, through my body and out beyond it.
I love water to wash with, to sink into in a hot bath and to swim out in when it's vast. Even if it's just in a glass, why can't we be without? It dissolves our edges.
Fingers have turned to steel inside leather gloves. Dark trees have dropped their leaves and stand mute. Your friend is blowing smoke as she speaks.
They say we need to eat to live. If they mean food for our bodies, relief from our hunger and a boost of energy, then it's true. And if it's nourishment they mean, being with others, giving to people, doing what you love, acceptance, then that we live to eat is true.
When I look out across the water, at times I am caught with the sudden awareness that I may not be beyond these moments, and may not taste again between my lips any spaghetti alle vongole and when I'm finding my way into the morning and realise, I might not live till... Continue Reading →