the beauty of a grey day
is the hard, unforgiving, black edge
Edge
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A Week of Excerpts: 1
“Arthur had urged her to plunge her feet in a deep, swiftly running mountain stream to feel the rhythm of the water. Something about the proper young scholar suggested that he was not the free spirit he seemed to be. Georgia had kept her stockings on.”
from the book, O’Keeffe & Stieglitz, An American Romance, by Benita Eisler
Dreaming
her eyes seemed heavy as they fell to the quiet and the warmth and the promise of delicious dreams
Versions
versions and versions
of you and of me
and of this and of that
and of when
it was us and then
we were them
Ohio
how i wanted to put miles between us all those years ago–
now,
i don’t remember why
Yes and No
she said yes
what if she’d said
no
Broken
she breaks a little more each day
