Communicator, cooker, drinker, poet. Grew up in a mining town, wore a hard hat.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

a shuddering creature in your shower reaching for the small of your back with a still-nervous hand recalled amidst the steam and scalding water the needled wind from one of those first dizzying nights recalled your fleece-lined toque and its braided strings dangling recalled how warm you were and concerned when she slipped her hand beneath your shirt and against your skin for the first time in the dim-lit corner of a corner bar with the best of intentions and a smile...