The make-up session
With eyebrow pencil I draw the mascaraed mornings , tweezed and powdered by time. With lipstick I then outline the upper lip of the moon, under which the laugh shyly smiles at the sun. … Continue reading
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A story with tulip bulbs
* Tell me something beautiful … said the butterfly, knowing I was in the grass,on a deck chair,And from there, through my sunglasses, I watch himas he arranges the layers of tulips. Every… Continue reading
A CHRISTMAS THAT TEACHES US
* Love arrives without a bow,In small, brave acts, in listening eyes,In choosing “us” and choosing “now,”In warmth that no cold night denies. And friendship—faithful as the stars—Shows up with humor, grace, and… Continue reading