Wednesday, October 30, 2013



There is no earthly accounting for the strength of the connection, in my view. She was the demon I'd been looking for, as I was for her. I see a bald black shadow in the dark looking at me, waiting... waiting for me to come to the only conclusion possible and take her hand.

She is the Earth. I had thought that the love of my life was my mother. But I now see that it was the earth inside her that had captured me. And Esmeralda was so earthy it was like she was already dead.