hour eight – without lyrics

Before, I was drowning in silence. Without you would be life without music. Of all the things that move through me, as the afternoon sunlight stretches over our bed I give myself to you, taste my skin like you do when our legs are tangled….

Hour 8

Gigan: Roe v Wade They tried overruling history but we would not let them, we came to the streets. Waited in the bunker that is a metro station in NYC. We may have stood in silence for an hour but you shall hear our voices….

Coin Silver

HOUR EIGHT Lines from ‘Mirror’ by Sylvia Plath Tonight the caustic wind, love, Gossips late and soon My tears like vinegar a tender breeze whisper some thoughts, tonight I am a coin silver- the mighty chunks of my unripe dreams caustic corn husk in an…