I woke this morning and immediatelytripped and fell on parts of yesterday.Parts left undone; parts left unfolded.Like unworn clothes draped over chair..
You have mistaken the sweetness of fruit.You have mistaken its identity with thetaste of its wet skin dripping into a clusterof sugary silk.A weight o..
You are like the prelude to my story, the punctuation to my end;You enrich me.You walk towards me and I watch the edges of the world blur;You amaze me..