I have always loved words, but some are just extra special, like Marzipan. It has a little of everything; a little yum, some zing and decadent pleasure. I love the way it looks on the page, the way it sounds and the... Continue Reading →
My eyes burn, feel swollen and starched this early in the morning. The light through the curtains is like an assault. It is as if all the color and texture in the world has been bleached out. It is the... Continue Reading →