Alright, let’s do some midnight yoga …or draw ourselves doing midnight yoga
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Burning wood
Quiet nights And the midnight stray dogs that bark The scent of burning wood Clay pots and runny rice On a stove made of fine earth I’m wearing my favorite cotton dress And peeking out the open window railings While the cool breeze touches my face Unlocking my heart There’s the lingering scent from grandma’sContinue reading “Burning wood”
Midnight Hour
2011/07 Lying here in the middle of the night watching lizards eat insects above on the ceiling, and trying to erase memories of a heartbreak.