I had a lover who found patting me on the bum a chore. what a silly rabbit. Pats on the bum does glorious things to my brain, how agreeable I become.
the longer necklace I found on my way to the subway this morning.
Ode to lipstick: because I am actually allergic to unfortunately.
my slow sunday: listening to a child sing in her back yard and writing and researching on expressive arts therapy hoping that I have not brought bed bugs here.