Category Archives: Connections

In Situ

There is a space in my head, tucked somewhere between that chirpy electric buzz of the everyday, the melodic echo of romanticized past, those oft harmonious notes of a rose-colored future.  It is a lovely space, if a little sparse,

In Situ

There is a space in my head, tucked somewhere between that chirpy electric buzz of the everyday, the melodic echo of romanticized past, those oft harmonious notes of a rose-colored future.  It is a lovely space, if a little sparse,

Fall in Love

Candles of sweet apricot lend glowing earnest to a densely windowed room already warmed by elated prescience, by pleasantly jittery suspense.  The soft twang of reverent guitar swells and sniffs, intermixing with hummed adult chat, with youthful hoots and cackles

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Fall in Love

Candles of sweet apricot lend glowing earnest to a densely windowed room already warmed by elated prescience, by pleasantly jittery suspense.  The soft twang of reverent guitar swells and sniffs, intermixing with hummed adult chat, with youthful hoots and cackles

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The Days

A buckram wind pushes at the scapulae, the sacrum, an absolute propulsive force even as it deftly infiltrates parka weft, fanning along sweater warp to flick deliciously at gooseflesh skin.  So driven to celerity, their footfalls crunch blithely on a

The Days

A buckram wind pushes at the scapulae, the sacrum, an absolute propulsive force even as it deftly infiltrates parka weft, fanning along sweater warp to flick deliciously at gooseflesh skin.  So driven to celerity, their footfalls crunch blithely on a