Working a lot, dancing a lot, yoga a lot, boyfriend a lot, writing a little.
A Cold November Rain
Guns N Roses did not ruin it for me
It still feels like the first drops of water to ever fall from the sky
cold clear crystalline
I press myself against the house
The gutter keeps the unswerving drops
from striking me
Yet still they call out as they fall
And those caught on my bare skin
answer with sharp excited cries of their own.
southern martyr 11-17-09
And here's a little something twitter length:
the mountains slept all day today with blankets tucked firmly beneath their chins
southern martyr 11-18-09