by lori | May 15, 2014 | Here and now, Love, Poetry, Women
Ferns line the path between as tall as me old buildings seem to swoon in the heat a northern seaside town turned tropical in uncharacteristically warm May. Running late to the movies where women friends wait pop into The Star Store grab sour cherry licorice and... by lori | Apr 1, 2014 | Nature, Poetry
gray whales at the beach and we forget where we are who we are where we were going people dogs even eagles instantly transformed into giddy paparazzi in their presence pier becomes backscratcher good riddance barnacles routine becomes holy as you are looked into eye...