Because you are in my city tonight and I’m too chicken to go see you….
October 17, 2010
Once, I was pinned under a sky so star-riddled I felt myself shot through with light. We were driving from the Plum Point motel to your house, ourselves riddled with strangeness, and you stopped the car to make me get out and look up at the sky. We became beautifully simple in that moment of raised faces. And this was the way we began our end….tiny under that wash of stars.
Shelley Scribbles 
Love it! Enjoying your blog so keep it up.
Thanks Cherie!