July 2011
1 post
missing
longing, beyond what we have come to expect, with every minor chord her heart bleeds a bit more, trying to connect the space with, words, images, thoughts, she is still left without what she needs the most, him. adorned by daily rituals, foam in coffee cup, the walk by the trattoria, the florist who stares at her a bit too long, she is still not whole. loaded with technology and communication she...