Daylight softens and my lens twitches to follow the birds into the brush to a pond where green water ripples, exposes the presence of beaver, slicing through algae. I click. Success! Later revel in images, red welts raising on arms, legs afire with itch. (dVerse is back and celebrating 7 years with a quadrille, focus: […]
We sail, determined, and yet, the destination is not of our choosing, charted by memories and the inadequacy of words, language faltering in foreign depths. We are islands, formed out of convenience afraid to open our foundational hatch, face the illicit truth, unwilling to examine the precariousness of our plot, unable to pay the price, prefer […]
This rage – this storm, waves crashing against walls impenetrable I am ice, unforgiving, unrepentant, wounded thrashing against a beast unwittingly played by you We freeze. I’ve come undone; you are battered. It is irreparable absolute until one of us shifts, and fear surges, unleashing tears and transformation.
What a cute picture. Reminds me of a surrealistic Norman Rockwell painting.
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It does a bit, doesn’t it?
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