Spilled

2/22/2017

“I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light

in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our

noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing

currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm,

your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.”

– Charles Bukowski

Photographer Unknown