Just before I woke up, the dream was still so beautiful, and then came the shift. I dreamt you were there, and you, and you, and you. A feeling of connectedness beyond all loneliness. In my human life this was a rare feeling, and I felt all the more arrived and accepted. No longer an… Continue reading Against the wall
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Hen Party
So there it was at last. This moment, this one. The one. Twinkling, I look down at you, up again, into your eyes, which are mine. I no longer recognize myself. My memory is distorted, and so I think I do not know you, and I have known you all my life, but my whole… Continue reading Hen Party