Poetics
A pretty postscript from a a gorgeous guest, whose words bespeak joy.
A pretty postscript from a a gorgeous guest, whose words bespeak joy.
It is a perceptible shift along our fault lines; cool heat and icy fire glide through a firmament both glacial and volcanic, and the earth moves in a rumble and… Read more »
My husband wrote this for me, for my Holiday BS series.  🙂 The Joy Of Sex Turkey Subs Appendectomies
Um, Everybody…? Â Meet Wild. This is Wild, Frompting. Wildly. * * * * * * * * * * AN ODE TO JOY