Monthly Archives: May 2012

I am a field of clover, sun kissed and ripe with dew, my myriads of swollen purple heads aching to be touched by buzzing bees. I lay open, wide, soft and inviting, waiting to be plucked by greedy hands and … Continue reading →

He lifts the needle from the old 5th Dimension record (a person can only listen to One Less Bell to Answer so many times) crawls into their bed closes his eyes and for the first time in many many nights, he … Continue reading →