spite

And in spite of all terror, spit in their face, crush shards of broken glass beneath your feet. I was never brave, but learned it long ago. Some things are so, slow dawn, grey light that does not fade but grows to bright. You do not need it all. But learn to eat glass. Let … More spite

a wine song

Have care, be kind, do not spill wine on strangers you have not yet met. Thank the glass for every drop; for the crystal that is not true cracked, for the shard that is not sharp as yet. Steady hand, sure-footed as she goes; look into the eyes of strangers and ask how much you … More a wine song