I told a friend this week that when I'm really stressed, my right eyelid twitches. As if a small crane have been assigned to pull it continually slightly to the right. Only a bit of a twitch now. Candles lit. A gothic thriller. Patter of rain. Bigger breaths then bigger breaths. When I turn the lights off, leaf shadows all over the ceiling.
About Me
- Naomi S
- A few things I know for sure. That revolving doors make me nervous. That, sometimes, it takes courage to do the simplest things. That the moment in a theatre before the stage lights come on is exquisite. That poetry is often "one short step to the good ground (May Swenson)." That I love swimming anywhere but especially in swimming pools.
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