Skills? Who needs ‘em?

October 27th, 2008 by Celeste

What the fucking bullshit.

So the guy inquires at my website, which states clearly what the rules of engagement are – that we have a phone consult and that we meet in person for a conversation, at a clearly specified dollar amount, and so on.

Wants to know, via email, whether I will do such and such. Well, not exactly. Has many complex fantasies, some strange. Doesn’t say what they are, so… Continue reading


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Breaking open

October 16th, 2008 by Celeste

Peaches in the summer,
Apples in the fall,
If I can’t have you all the time
Then I’ll have none at all.

Gillian Welch, folk singer. Though the song is probably older – soldier’s joy (which was morphine, in the civil war)

I notice that I have just finished the last of the fresh peaches I bought when crossing the mountains a couple of weeks ago. The trees continue to turn.

Yesterday, on my way through… Continue reading


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Blaze of gold

October 8th, 2008 by Celeste

My heart is ripped open these days. I am all too aware of my own mortality, of my limits – that which I can not do and those things I will never do. My life is only one. It is not unlimited.

I am aware of the color of the leaves turning this month. Their first blushes of gold and red, how one branch will start before the others, one tree… Continue reading


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