over two decades in the making.
a timeshifting autobiographical poetry collage w/photography.
a diaristic, nearly "daily writing" (ad)venture.
new pieces are posted most days..
**new and in progress** --
recordings of each poem are being added.
these are read by the author & posted to each poem's page.
--Del Ray Cross (contact delraycross at gmail)
Wednesday, December 23, 2020
mmmcvi
A drink of water.
I said I was thirsty. It arrived in a tall glass and it was very good stuff that I wound up dancing with and kissing. Its hands were soft and it had long thin arms with tiny alien tattoos. We got slick with sweat and had a bit of fun together.