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