Hourglass

There are days when I think of words as a measure of time, a way to mark the passage of events – as if my writing provides the necessary definition to my thoughts and experiences, placing them in a context that will somehow give them meaning.

2 Responses to “Hourglass”

  1. engrailed Says:

    Your writing does not read like journaling. It reads like art.

  2. Christina Says:

    I like your general musings on life; how you deal with things.
    And I enjoy your “erotic” ramblings…
    Ive read some “erotica” which I consider crapola…
    But your’s , D’jaevle, is so very sensual!

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