1000 Stone Cut Steps
One morning cutting peppers, you spoke with gestures. Dancer’s hands, bend, twist, pale Irish skin. You see as mystics see. Mystics who...
A 100% Smile
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Personal Orientation
While being human can feel like sleepwalking, nothing needs grounding here: late summer sun, heat, still lake. Muffled voices waft across...
Click
Click. She flipped the switch, turning off the overhead light. A soft glow spread into the room from the light over the kitchen stove....