The Play of Light.

kk. curtains

The sun shines through my office curtains, casting haphazard patterns on my chest. Tree limbs interrupt the sunshine. Their leaves give way to the breeze. The breath of nature presses over each lobe–this way, that way, this way, that way. They rattle, and the sunlight is stopped by the dancing leaves. On my patterned curtain, … [Read more…]