Raw with Love →
i won’t blame you, instead i will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how i offered you what was left of me, and i will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and...
So, please, oh please, we beg, we pray, go throw your TV set away, and in its...– Roald Dahl
Charlie Parker & Miles Davis- A Night in...
For Grace, After a Party →
You do not always know what I am feeling. Last night in the warm spring air while I was blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t interest me, it was love for you that set me afire, and isn’t it odd? for in rooms full of strangers my most tender feelings writhe and bear the fruit of screaming. Put out your hand, isn’t there an ashtray, suddenly, there? beside the bed?...