chasing storms

it's pretty, the lightning, how the darkness is ripped apart by the sudden brilliance and then comes the rolling, growling, reverberation in the sky and we dance in the heaviness of all the metaphors that we attribute to the rain   and we chase storms as if we didn't know the rain would drown us…Read more chasing storms


in a heartbeat

it takes just a second: eyes locking, smiling, an incandescent glow   and then somewhere there is a flash of light and a hurried, agitated flurry of electrons   yes, it's lightning but it's something deeper than that it's beneath the skin on a cellular level and it floods the veins   did you know…Read more in a heartbeat