BLOGS BY A LESBIAN
Closed Doors
Living as you do, with so many dead ends
Hands
Our hands, held / One cold, one hot / Make us both warm
Deer Crossing
I almost hit a deer tonight…
Resistance
Not all resistance can be overcome by insistence
Snow Angel
I feel you — or rather your absence — In my holy ghost
Tattoo
A new woman is trying to get out
Butterfly Love
You’re amazed she chose you.
Wildflowers
I gather you like wildflowers, gradually