Monthly Archives: March 2018

Lipstick Hour

The air catches fire at their touch Leaves of the old oak, swaying thoughtfully Aren’t they lipstick-red, there in the sun’s gaze? Countless women strut out every daybreak, Few ever read their steps Fearlessness, moving among the hours, Knows them better than they know themselves She is pushing forth towards spaces, Those she’s never been, […]

Notes

It was one of those extremely rare occasions when notes on serviettes turned out as verses rather than scattered words. 1. how many lifetimes must we spend on these endless cycles of fighting and making up 2. The heart is made to balloon and collapse How often whorling from escaping dreams it lands on hard […]