Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Category: Prose
Snow and Hot Tubs
Okay, so it’s almost winter here in my part of Alaska. The snow is here, although barely enough to mention, but still. Today it’s actually pouring rain out my window, which I absolutely love. However, I am ready for full winter. Winter, with its… Continue Reading “Snow and Hot Tubs”
Night Reflections
As I lay in his arms and he quietly speaks sweet things to me – “you’re beautiful” – “you make me happy” – “my Love” – I wonder if he’s ever said those words to another. If perhaps there is a different woman out… Continue Reading “Night Reflections”
