Sleeping Beauties

Blissful;sleeping sisters. Entangled;quirky curls,bedraggled blankets,and overlying limbs.  Silken skin in dusky stillness. Bewildered by their beauty, awestruck in sublimity. 

Change

My voice is hidden behind the curtains, in the corner of the room, quite aware  you won't notice it is missing. But that's what happens, when you let yourself sink into the covers, never to rise, until the world shifts its course. I try to change the paintings on the walls around you, quietly, as...