I'm only online if I am commanded to be by some sort of divine intervention
i hope my unwashed hair and deer in headlights type stare has captivated you
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Christa Wolf, tr. by John Cullen, from “Medea,” originally published c. 1996
The want to be held gently, caressed tenderly consumes me everyday. I need someone who always has warm hands and soft kisses. Who has a kind heart and generous soul. Who sees me with my flaws and keeps saying 'I love you'
Kai Coggin, from “Bluebirds Renting the Squash Studio”
[text ID: Spring / is a time for watching everything / open up again, / the buds, the flowers – my eyes, heart.]






