Miriam
I've always known that the shape of my love is a double helix. The spiral of passion forever interlinked with the spiral of peace. Never did I think that such a love could be possible... More »
Miriam
Words written by stumpy, bleeding fingers Scatter them like star ashes into empty space These words that gave birth to super novas and galaxies These letters that were forced into the shape 'farewell' Recycle them... More »
Miriam
CIRQUE Dressed in a magician's hat and wearing a masque, he had my screams, he produced new scars. In the end, his flame will be mine - je suis un mangeur de feu - nothing... More »
Miriam
The Dust Dance I beat my drum once -- My wings fall off and turn to dust, as wings of passion must when love is not met by love and I no longer trust.... More »
Miriam
Invisible Girl I can walk through glass And bleed and not feel Nothing if not ethereal Nothing if not invisible Nothing, nothing at all I can spy on you In the dark In broad daylight... More »
Miriam
My Love and I are nudists of the soul. Bathing on moonlit beaches, we reach for the grapes of Yesod and feed them to each other. Every sweet drop of juice that spills from the... More »
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December 2008 
