Monthly Archives: September 2013

How To Skin A Peach Hold the peach like you’re spooned behind your lover, cradling their breast in your hand, gently pulse it, is the peach ripe-soft-enough to eat? Rinse a wash cloth in warm water then gently rub off … Continue reading →

(Coming soon to a neighborhood blog near you, “How To Skin A Peach” — parental discretion advised.”) (Until I share the Sacramento poem out loud before audiences, and feel it within my voice, this is my choice version.) Sacramento’s Eden … Continue reading →

Sacramento’s Eden REVISED LAST STANZA (When visiting California’s state capital I walked up the sidewalk towards the capital than looked to the left to see. . .) . . . see over here, here where soft shadows of morning float … Continue reading →

Sacramento’s Eden (When visiting California’s state capital walking up the sidewalk towards the capital I looked to the left to see. . .) see over here, here where soft shadows of morning float over the silvery wet grass tall sun-lit … Continue reading →