she wears yellow trestles
so glad you have your horse to occupy the couch
once upon a time I thought I'd be a steeplechaser
wouldn't take me too long I don't think
Join us to fight the flu
remember walking daily city sidewalks with grime and trash embedded in them, with layers upon layers of the evidence of soles
For years I rode the subway to get to places
Then my skis, and wheels, my feet
Now it's all of it
I really am shockingly grateful
loving my nail polish
letting in that mischievous energy letting in that chaotic energy letting in that vitality
She's loving it!
I miss the closeness of women
I love the fierceness of women
I really do feel a lot more free
that's what I was going for
prosperity and creativity and true love and sex
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