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Moses in the Wild
1 min readJan 26, 2020

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This isn’t supposed to surface as often as it does. Most of my feelings have shrunk, and I may have placed you with them between the slides.. captured you… remembering the way you wanted to change your stars with one well placed tattoo..

I drove away to protect you..

I didn’t meet myself then, not even at that advanced age… younger than this one..I don’t know what I am beginning to see.. peeking out of one eye..peeking out of the whole heart.

Maybe I have integrity ..I mean, my values, not just judgements about yours…I drove you to driving me

You’re not living in the margin of my screen.. the margin of the creative revolt. You are.. eres…and I..
I am starting to enjoy my mind..I am starting to hope and I believe. ..in something .and as long as I believe ….then it is…and you are….

So I’ll get dressed again for the Dallas eatery with that Dallas high time.. I’ll wear sandals on the Californian highway.. I have felt the pull and the smile…. And I am getting ready by staying….until I hear you

art credit : Ralph Brown, La Sposa (“The Bride” in Marble from 1999)

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Moses in the Wild
Moses in the Wild

Written by Moses in the Wild

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