Tag Archives: rest

nothing is required of the rock

Posted on October 13, 2011 by lbk

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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now go to bed

Posted on September 21, 2011 by lbk

The ferryman stands, spits to the side, walks the length of the dock to me, his feet making a hollow thud on the soft wood. I am bedraggled. There’s mud in my hair. He shakes his head sadly, asks for … Continue reading →