Months ago
they cupped their hands around one lighter
and the tip of his cigarette
burned her right middle knuckle
The small white scar an emblem of
desire
that scalds her now, scalds her now.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Candles in the dark
I do want to talk about Kairos more sometime when I can think more about it. Just a quick thought, stealing more from Standing at the Cor...
-
I'm in between books. And I am coughing up a lung (status: Three weeks and unchanged). I stayed up waaaaay too late last night, so I am ...
-
Things started to fall apart during my last week in Utah. By things, I mean me. We had some very very good news: My father continues to do a...
-
It is getting harder to update. This is mostly because I am exhausted, and reliving it all seems to just exhaust me a little bit more, but m...
No comments:
Post a Comment