A-loooooon-e.
Beyond any plan I may have had. Your stalwart allegiance to this moment.
Beyond any plan I may have had. Your stalwart allegiance to this moment.
Trees detailed out in ice for the second day...the grace of cold and no wind.
Trees detailed out in ice for the second day…the grace of cold and no wind. And then sea smoke this morning. How can my heart hold any more. And still…
Spirit Rising. On a breath. Cold enough to burn.
Spirit Rising. On a breath. Cold enough to burn.
And had you been standing here in this light, you too would have looked perfect.
And had you been standing here in this light, you too would have looked perfect.
For a moment you threw on your diva's boa and strutted. For a moment.
For a moment you threw on your diva's boa and strutted. For a moment.
Cauliflower. Brains. Cross sections. Now reminiscent of 60's flower power....
Cauliflower. Brains. Cross sections.Now reminiscent of 60's flower power. Your provocative language written out with only a Rorschach interpretation. God, we must frustrate the hell out of you.
They stood there....
They stood there. I thought 'pillars of the community'. I thought well, this is piling it on. I thought of the piles of bills on my desk.
The ice sheets in essence, sank. Popping up their tips like little icebergs.
The ice sheets in essence, sank. Popping up their tips like little icebergs.
Just pick one up and see it in the light.' something said.
Just pick one up and see it in the light.' something said.
'Any piece at all will do. Quick, before the sun makes it vanish back to the sea. Just any piece will do.'
and the piece I grab looks like this and the stories begin.
There have been other bodies pulled from this sea.
There have been other bodies pulled from this sea.
Ravaging. Ravishing.
Ravaging. Ravishing.
It could have been that I knew you in July. But now, we barely recognize one another.
It could have been that I knew you in July. But now, we barely recognize one another.
It was a delicate life boat. Never sure who might make it. And who might not.
It was a delicate life boat. Never sure who might make it. And who might not.
The crocheted lace of your icy inner harbor. Cross section of other worldly specimens.
The crocheted lace of your icy inner harbor. Cross section of other worldly specimens.
This is how you barge in, down the river,like a freight train off its tracks
This is how you barge in, down the river,like a freight train off its tracks
For a certain Mason. Jessica Solaguren
For a certain Mason. Jessica Solaguren
Icing on the Cake
Icing on the Cake
Cold enough to kill.
Cold enough to kill. So damn grateful for my boots. Damn grateful for my snow pants. And down layers. And hand warmers. Damn.
This is how you made ice. Like a doily. Like flowers embroidered and stitched into crystals.
This is how you made ice. Like a doily. Like flowers embroidered and stitched into crystals.