Catherine
airborne living with the gravity of the moon each jump a surprise staying high, longer pausing in a lack of pull or is it the opposite? what pulls, what pushes? I did twine my fingers... More »
Catherine
reptile dreams and a waning moon I feel myself in the tide of my own ocean of discovery gestures shapes curvilinear define the contours of my moody nature concave, convex parabolic I hover a small... More »
Catherine
The moon is so full (feel its roundness!) it shimmers reflecting lemony sweetness languishing in the honey toned love of the sun it holds the earth captive tumbling majestically with a soundless hum meekly mesmerized... More »
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June 2009 
