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Rain

Pouring over my skyward face. Beautiful. Drenching my shirt. My bra. Sticking to my skin. Pants. Underwear. Pasted on. Somewhat uncomfortable. Cleansing, erasing that feeling. At one with water. With life. With body. Soul. Mind. My subconscious self. Barely noticing the beautiful body beside me. The heaving, breathing, constant presence. Connecting with my soaked being. … Continue reading Rain

Bill

Yesterday my three kids and I were driving home from their school. A beautiful 85F day. Hot for the last day in September. At the intersection of Foster and Pulaski, I noticed a man crawling on the ground. He appeared to be early to mid-fifties. It’s so hard to tell with weather-beaten homeless people, who … Continue reading Bill