showers, low clouds, mist, drizzle, mizzle, precipitation, liquid sunshine, cloudburst, sprinkles, heavy dew… just how many ways can you say “rain”?
Monthly Archives: January 2011
A River of Stones- 1.16.11
already the numbers are washing off my hand, where I wrote my gym locker combination– does memory fade so quickly?
A River of Stones- 1.15.11
midwinter morning… for the longest time, there is only the hum of the furnace and the scrape of my spoon along the sides of my cereal bowl.
A River of Stones- 1.14.11
shadowy shapes detach themselves from the general darkness, as my eyes begin to adjust. the glowing green numbers on my clock radio say 3:46 a.m. two more hours until morning.
A River of Stones- 1.13.11
i wake with the fragments of last night’s dream still clinging to me, like tiny bits of egg shell
A River of Stones- 1.12.11
for a single hour, my life fits neatly within the confines of a lavender yoga mat…
A River of Stones- 1.11.11
a murmuration of starlings sweep in on the wind and deposit themselves on the lawn, nodding and bouncing and pecking for food…
A River of Stones- 1.10.11
more and more people spill into the room until we are practically mat to mat, as we move through the asanas, alone and together…
A River of Stones- 1.9.11
closing my eyes, i still feel the motion of the car…
A River of Stones- 1.8.11
fleecy clouds…
sheep as far
as the eye can see
