all hot sighs breath across bare skin,
sun kissed.
Spreading yourself across the world,
Wet clap of rain, my summer love.
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hot
all hot sighs breath across bare skin,
sun kissed.
Spreading yourself across the world,
Wet clap of rain, my summer love.
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no, really, just try stealing these bikes
As a vaguely-related followup to my post about people "stealing" the chocolate I keep on my desk for people to take ( here), a story: After Burning…
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A long-time favorite from Rebecca West
This has long been one of my favorite paragraphs, and is seasonally appropriate now: only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the…
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burning return
One of the funny things about getting home from Burning Man is how I am both intensely relieved to have quiet time alone and intensely lonely and…
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