I would crash them together like boats on the lake or cars on the road the chaos the ever so close one   tilting head and hip in between this and that I was the queen not in service but serviced quite a dishhhhhhhh just a sip a nip dipped in thick ness of business … Continue reading Eve


Mica captured moonlight speckling the muddy pathcaught in Tiki [torched] spheres dancing on ground and tree to the tune the wind played in hair tickling and sticking to cooled and painted lip.  Painted in fury after some inquiry of time and preparation.  Tonight declared Goddess Three called I, Myself and Me.  Celebrating who She is, who She was, and who She ever and never will … Continue reading Triquetra