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Blue: Roadside Prophet

Feb 25, 2007 21:30

• Introduction to the Love Letters
• Alan: Kindergarten Boyfriend
• Bron: First Taste of Forever
• Nicholas: When Opposites Collide
• Matt: a Matt I Know and Dream
• Peter Michael: the First Feral One
• Scott: Man-Type of Boy
• T.J.: My First Mister
• Jeremy: Dark to My Light
• Michealle: Small Milk Mother
• Cori: the Water-Walker
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roadside prophet, letters to old loves, blue

Comments 5

queenpersephone February 26 2007, 08:10:19 UTC

Aww, I want to know who he is.

so said. muse February 26 2007, 13:28:45 UTC

It doesn't really matter who he is legallyh. The point of the letters is not to reveal people and titillate. It's to celebrate and remember.

poetpaladin February 26 2007, 08:20:35 UTC

I like the sweet metaphor, "hive of your hips". :)

pattersonphoto April 9 2007, 16:21:55 UTC

Why would you have had to mute your own light for his? Can two bright lights shine together? I assume it would be demanding, and probably be easier if one of the two hushes themself. Maybe the long term relationships do that, they figure out times for one person to mute themselves and at other times for the other person to quite them self.

On a side note, I would like to try a orange-and-avocado sandwiches.

pondersome. muse April 10 2007, 03:56:54 UTC

I think it was implied. For instance, he never read my work or expressed a desire to do so. I, on the other hand, was immersed in his work. I was one of his biggest fans. We spent countless nights--during our union--jamming out with friends, but always to his songs, never anything I had written. In fact, I don't ever recall him asking what I'd like to play. It was just assumed that I'd play it, and I did. I don't mind shining light onto others. In fact, it's one of the things that I do best. But if I am the only one doing it, it starts to feel like I am being muted. With him, I was. He never asked me to do so, but it was very much implied ( ... )