Tagged: trade
when we meet, it is
relief trades playing
relief trades playing
cards with pain, sometimes also
with fear, there are no
winners, nor losers in the
end, only ephemeral fools
.
20170808:2016
y
i make myself
i make myself
technically
available
in return for a
momentary sense
of belonging
.
20130826:1626
y
back when kisses were
back when kisses were
a penny a pop between
us, every corner
was a trading post, every
exchange, a wet innocence
.
20130130:2328
y
a bite of your home-
a bite of your home-
made fish nugget –
generations of
women trading
secrets in
the kitchen
.
20110410:2021
y
