Tony PavlovAll the light days(To your little girl’s hazel eyes that woke me up each of those mornings, and your mother who kept me awake each of those evenings)Apr 30, 2018Apr 30, 2018
Tony PavlovEtude on one stringLittle wing, little wing does your shiny silver flesh feel like skinned Does your mother-of-pearl heart tremble when her face turns to the…Apr 30, 2018Apr 30, 2018
Tony PavlovA memory of youMy eyelids are closed, Light’s beating against them In rhythm. Thousands of suns shine through a tree line. And Shadows woven out of moths…Apr 30, 2018Apr 30, 2018
Tony PavlovAll the light days(To your little girl’s hazel eyes that woke me up each of those mornings, and your mother who kept me awake each of those evenings)Apr 30, 2018
Tony PavlovEtude on one stringLittle wing, little wing does your shiny silver flesh feel like skinned Does your mother-of-pearl heart tremble when her face turns to the…Apr 30, 2018
Tony PavlovA memory of youMy eyelids are closed, Light’s beating against them In rhythm. Thousands of suns shine through a tree line. And Shadows woven out of moths…Apr 30, 2018
InP.S. I Love YoubyChristinaCover My Hands in Oil PaintCover my hands in oil paint and let me massage the meaning from your skin. I can soothe your darkness with bright splashes of affection…Apr 28, 2018
InP.S. I Love YoubyJennifer Sartore HulstBefore I Was a Mother…Before I was a mother… I was a little girl. I played pretend and created my own imaginary world. I had tea parties, dressed up, and…Apr 21, 20186
