When the Words Disappear
This photo by Xill Fessenden looks to me like Mama Gaia, Quantum Creator of every color and shape of...
Skipping, the repost below, is from 2016. Now that I live in Ajijic, Mexico, I’m on the lookout for buddies...
The hot afternoon air sings a sticky song of sweat whose lyrics keep repeating slow down, slow down but my...