March 18, 2015
Bright red, fresh blood splattered and soaking the gentle bunny heads in a bucket, ears relaxed, eyes greyish blue and peaceful. Reminding me of the sun's rising in unapologetic freshness and beauty.
I begin my own new moon today, fresh blood staining my own thighs, soaking my own sheets.
I wish to sing for this brave creature. For both of us. But instead I stay silent and dutiful. I skin swiftly, acutely, moving my body with confidence and reverence. There is stickiness between our flesh, and his insides warm my hands. Sweet brother, I swear I've never been so in love as I am now.
Thousands of thank you's. I share my life with you as you have with me.