beau eats the rice i put on a log next to the mating lady bugs. spring! sprung! the waves roll in no particular hurry. the sun beats down on my back. “in my thoughts i have bled,” sings beth gibbons. “white horses will take me away.” seven years today since my mom died just a […]
Tag: massage therapy
lay me down
i’ve been getting an evening massage every week for the last month or so in attempt to reverse what i’m convinced is years taken off my life due to the stress of the past decade. i typically see a woman named kathryn, who has both nostrils pierced, tattoos, and soft eyes behind clear, pink-framed glasses. […]
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