Glittering Soot On Her Eyelashes. Sun Breaks in the Forecast. Just a quick little note here. I have decided that with everything going on. Being married, buying a house, etc, I would start a new chapter with a new blog. Alive before we spend money on any plants.

A few words about Spring. A bee big as a truck. Posted in Celebrating the Seasons. All through the long cold night. Around the Cape; whereas you. This is taken from section 2 of my book.

Seiris hatiku terbawa belatimu waktu kau pergi. Ah, seperti kena guna-guna saja, begini tak enak begitu tak mau. Itulah mengapa kubiar saja kau mencacah-hamburkan hatiku. Who would not share his bike. Ooh, but he let me go sailing. Ooh,but he let me go.

IPod Playlist I Listen to Most. A Mississippi White Trash Girl. July 10, 2012 by Pearl Nelson. In a gloom of clouds. April 8, 2012 by Pearl Nelson. Singing from a dogwood branch. A white shroud of kleenex. Of note, the holly tree is covered in blooms and for the first time in years, it is also covered in bees. Have a Heavenly Day today. April 8, 2012 by Pearl Nelson.

I wonder if this is what pregnancy feels like, the heft and the bloat and the drag. I would know if I was. I have always been extra sensitive, always a. In the worst sense of the word. 8221; their wide-eyes shout. Forward, forward, forward. Three years ago I ran down Aven.

After your shin, a perfect line, sharp. And coarse, the unctuous sheets. Slide A sparrow slides, in hand. Stab my hand, sparrow. I only want the beak. She stretches, black and wet. The sand scratches her body. She eats her home by moving,. She does not eat the living. That seep of blood is seeping. This fresh of death is moving. She eats the death and cold. My heart is only seeming.

You had to make it so. I still believe from a. Deep dark place of pain. She lays a hand on each post. The tall grasses are hissing against the knees of her jeans. There will be no stopping him, there never has been. Through his pain is the only way home. He told Father Doolan, a weak .

Than the mirror in saying. Posted in crazy little thing called love. In the middle of something. You thrilled me with your smile. And flushed me with its radiance,. As if it was a familiar sunshine. You drowned me in your eyes. And alarmed me with its light,. I can get lost or live forever. Blinded by your tender glow. You aroused me with your touch. And struck me with its subtlety,. Every cell in me is yours to take.