Daily Archives: May 26, 2015
play magnetic poetry
by Camille Pissarro . My collar is itchy and I’m twitchy with longing. I want to cast off all façade and plait my fin -gers through this crimson soil, forget myself. Perhaps if I just lie down right here, …..the … Continue reading
Photo credit: Paulix8 . She turns her wrists to remind her fists that ink is the only thing that needs …….to be ………..spilled. Prompted by mindlovemisery.