bri~: absent
bri~: woke the morning up
bri~: Be the blanket for my bones, be a place that I call home...
bri~: nothing stronger than gin.
bri~: all we know of God.
bri~: when God left the ground to circle the world
bri~: the color of the end of day
bri~: Tradition
bri~: As it turns out...
bri~: and i'm sneaking glances
bri~: not quite right
bri~: laying on the roof in the afternoon sun, thinking about life and reading poetry
bri~: I saved this kitten's life. for real. I gave it the heimlich. i'm a hero.
bri~: sugarbowl in the afternoon
bri~: its the air we both breathe, its winters like these that make us more likely than most to believe in these ghosts.
bri~: take me to the breaking of a beautiful dawn, take me to the place where we come from...
bri~: I am loving this tree today
bri~: birds and trees out my window on a flat winter day
bri~: what honest words she can't afford to say
bri~: single mini honey mandarin enjoys longs walks on the beach and romantic picnics...
bri~: search for shelter
bri~: My thoughts to keep me company
bri~: Floating over your rocky spine
bri~: Canadian Girl
bri~: Oh Sugarbowl, how I love you. Let me count the ways...
bri~: Handtalker
bri~: crystal and dust
bri~: clean laundry...
bri~: garden party