Posts tagged the year of thinking recklessly

29 – pupil dilation

and right out of her mouth

flew an eagle

soaring and swooping. Continue reading

28 – completion made manifest

He butters my bread on both sides.

 

Just when I believed

with all of me

that I could never,

ever, ever,

ever,

even

possibly,

in one

billion lifetimes,

or two,

or three,

love a

millimetre more,

he goes

and makes

 

the perfect

chicken and

mayonnaise

sandwich.… Continue reading

27 – in names

Until That Day

on which

in his

name I will

be called,

I will

be

called

in his name.… Continue reading

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