Ode to Pleasure

Someone once told me that pleasure was a trap, that I should be careful. It felt a bit like a punch in the gut. The way the body goes numb for a moment, you can’t breath or think. Then the blood comes rushing back. “Is all that I know in my body wrong?” “Is pleasure a...

Spring Mud Sisters

Did you forget about the spring mud sisters? Don’t lose sight of the real sight. There are things we can’t know, can’t touch, can’t understand yet.The sisters know how to wait, and enjoy the waiting. We want to know, to understand, to predict because we think it will...