So...Hi. This is my attempt to peek around a corner, vault awkwardly out of a well-worn chair, jounce the rattlesnake rattle, and coordinate a chaos-shift. Because you see, I was an idler; and the soot in the air that choked me and stole my breath was from my own internal combustion engine. The effluvium caking the … Continue reading Why it took 45 and a half years to find her.
This new life filled with snapping atoms in constant motion. This friendship rich with laughter. If I be a gem, you are my miner. If I sparkle, you are my lapidary. If I shine, it is you who smooths my sharp frame.