by lori | May 19, 2014 | Here and now, Nature, Pirates, Poetry
Salt thick drips beneath the pier dark wet hangs in air humid with seaweed exhausted and driftwood damp parts, body, of crabs eaten recently left by birds pirate who gorge themselves crabbing out of season without license barnacles shake themselves from nose to tail... by lori | Apr 21, 2014 | Pirates, Poetry, Silly, Writing
I accept responsibility for floating adrift at sea everything else I ascribe to luck Life’s not controlled by me. I fell in love with Mystery first who often visits here to experience her argument for wonder over fear. I fell in love with Magic next brought... by lori | Feb 7, 2014 | Pirates, Poetry, Women
If women were pirates ships would smell of jasmine in summer cinnamon in winter rain in the springtime Pirate hats would be more fabulous Treasure would be friendship and children and loving this moment And booty Oh, that booty would be shakin to the music Every god... by lori | Nov 26, 2013 | Play and Magic, Story
Hi Bayo, you asked: “Do you have encounters that could be considered ‘extraordinary’? – ones which do not fit into any logical framework, and which you often feel embarrassed to share with others for fear of being labeled ‘crazy’? Perhaps...