Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Poetry Wednesday

The May Bed

First was a blue bed, earned and made
and framing both
with fingertips matched overhead, and morning
glories growing
Offering not shade, but sustenance,
satisfying something in me, impossibly,
with hunger, making me

I cannot explain this adequately;
I cannot tell this to you if you do not already know it.

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd something not-mine that I love:

Thursday, May 9, 2013

(Back to) Life Updates

Hello little houses! It's been too long, but I'm done with my penultimate semester of PhD coursework, and human upkeep type things (grocery shopping, sleep, exercise, hugs, etc.) are reentering my life. Hooray! 

Expect new posts soon!