Steppe with me Well, with an overflowing cart, I am finally ready. I am a little embarrassed–my gear is incredibly heavy! And I’m heading into mountain ranges that have no trails. I may end up throwing clothes off the side of the mountain, perhaps my wrench and the three pairs of shoes I have, since […]
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She Walks the Earth: The Line Curved
The Line and the Labyrinth I sipped and siphoned every last drop of her noodle soup, devouring it like a starving child. She patted the dirt floor inviting me to rest. I put one of my packs down as a pillow but where my head landed was her awaiting lap. She had seen me pushing […]
She Walks The Earth: The First Step
A year ago. Colorado. It is the end of a women’s yoga retreat. I don’t know anyone at the start but six days later I am nude and riddled with laughter as my breasts bounce, pivot and smack against my sweaty skin. They are flopping so wildly it’s possible they’ll fly right off, but I […]