I remember so vividly. I was a guest at R & S. I was discovering myself. I was discovering life. Walking through the neighborhood -dunno what I had downed just hours before--might be nothing- I saw things. Dolls with fiery eyes and pale dresses sitting in second floor windows. Water not moving nearby. Arms tingling because poison ivy was growing out of them. Blue flames shot from my fingertips, just like that time in the Cuckoos Nest. Water not moving. I explored, inside and outside. The neighborhood was new, large, expansive. Like my life. Like me. Like life. Those hours outside in the dark, what a huge impact they had on me. Bella, bella!
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 00:48:28 +0000
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