WHISTLING SHADE |
Though I Did
by Alice DugganThat light-footed feeling, long days and subways avenues little trees shops that tempted me under the brownstones three steps down. All easy movement, running and stillness, sunrise and sunset, sex and innocence in the same cup. Kisses that made me tremble all over. Stumbling in darkness, knocking the lamp down, falling onto the bed for that trembling. I could never forget the shape of his eyes --