we wore pork pie hats we listened to Patti Smith rage we made love on your old milk crate bed my blood in your veins I bought you a book of love poems by Neruda you gave me your mouth bending into morning my tongue trailed along your back you quivering in the soft light […]
Little Benedictus was the name given to her. She came to our small town fifteen years an outlier of all that was good . Her eccentricity, her love, compassion for all religious or downright pagan . She had love for all. In the town I’d see her marching down the street with her wander staff […]
He was eighty years old and more. He loved a whiskey , Harry Potter , and ‘Dancing with the stars ‘. As a priest he was known as the patriarch of our valley. And he gave the best mass even if there was just one person in front of him. I lived at a place […]
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