Category Archives: Giant

owl wings

I have made myself a bed in the beard of a sleeping giant. I rise, dance and scatter flowers across the rise and fall of his breath. Then I settle back and sleep some more. I might be wearing bells … Continue reading

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nothing is required of the rock

I went and found my Giant. I pressed my hand to his chest. All I wanted was to lean into his heart. All I wanted was to curl myself up there. He wrapped his hands around my shoulders and held … Continue reading

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I was there to let him go

He came to me again last night. I was so happy to stand in the lee of him. To walk in the same light, descend the same stairs. We made sense together. I wanted to stay beside him. Several mornings … Continue reading

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