“all you need…”; 101 freeway, los angeles (photographed by pan ellington). It didn’t occur to me, that it was possible it could happen again — I mean, I couldn’t imagine what the odds would be and math isn’t my strong suit, anyway. And, yes, there is no doubt in my mind that my life is fucking magic, … Continue reading bird with peter pan eyes.
page one. I don’t think I ever told her what led me to her that day — a conversation with Jane, of all things. We’d been on the phone and she’d read me the riot act about my most recent fucked-up, long distance romance — another straight woman, of course, “For fuck’s sake, find someone queer. And one that … Continue reading sand & ache – song for lady j.