Personal Style: The Twirling of Tassels
I am trying not to immediately flee the heat of the dramatic, like the burning intensity of certain summer afternoons; to learn to explore the uncomfortable until it…
I am trying not to immediately flee the heat of the dramatic, like the burning intensity of certain summer afternoons; to learn to explore the uncomfortable until it…
If one has a thing for tea, one drinks it all day long and year long. One also develops the habit of mentioning one's feelings about the leaves,…
To Earthward by Robert Frost Love at the lips was touch As sweet as I could bear; And once it seemed too much; I lived on air That crossed…
This painting which hangs above my workspace (I am yet to learn who painted it) has been wanting dusting for some time now. Every time I allow myself…