(and from my thighs which shrug and pant
a murdering rain leapingly reaches the
upward singular deepest flower which she
carries in a gesture of her hips)
-e.e. cummings, from sometimes i am alive because with
memories of skin + snow
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Earth and Rain
"At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth, since we are made of earth and rain."
-Pablo Neruda
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