and, i have luscious lips.
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Monday, February 14, 2005
"i miss you," i said again, and again i cried. "i'm heartsick," i said. " i love you," i told him, and he whispered to me, and sang our song. "mom, doorbell," said hope. "it's flowers, " she said, "don't you want to see them?" me, on the phone, in the bedroom, listening to my husband say my name. when i cracked the door, i saw the clutch of bright pink tulips. just like david to send a beautiful display, a wordplay.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
I told Emma I'd go with her and Swo to Rock N Bowl. But I'm worried my arm can’t take it. My hands will hurt. What if my shoulder separates? Have I ruined it, carrying the camera? Why is it suddenly worse? I like'm pulled up over my head with Dguy. Was it the handcuffs?