Taking no prisoners. Including herself.

My life is perfect. –imperfections included, this little ball of blossoms tick-ticking away in little floats and little blossoms from the sweetest little trees of Spring are nothing more than my same little seconds floating away; blossoms tick-ticked off, and blossoms gone. My life is so, so perfect. *     *     * An […]


§893 · March 16, 2010 · Daily1, Over in Oakland · 1 comment · Tags: , ,