FREE LOVE LETTERS

Come to my arms unarmed. How could I resist such surrender? Wipe clean the histories of ego and disappointment. Melt…

It was 20 years ago today…

Remembering the end of a marriage, and the start of something else Rewind. Saturday April 17, 2004. Adelaide, South Australia.…

At day’s end, I sat with you. There I saw the distance in your eyes. It was ocean I crossed…

You moved through me like a breeze, a flutter. Where none was expected, you brought light. Transient, like everything, yet…

We are never so alone as when we impose loneliness on ourselves. As we have done with our various refusals.…

Subtly. Nearly undetected. You touched me thus. Shiver on the surface of skin. Perfume in the air. The texture of…

In the ragged shadow, a vacuum. An implosion. You – torn from me. Every day heavy. Numb, screaming, dissolving at…

So ordinary. Buying a ticket at the movies. Then, a touch, a soft greeting. I turn, and there, after thirteen…

Zooming out from the grit of specifics, from the aggravated dramas of relationship, all contention dissolves. All claims, all theories,…

How to give up on the romantic ideal without becoming bitter NB: This piece first appeared on our sister blog,…