I love
the feel of sand as it trickles from my clenched fist, held vertically. It funnels out as if from an hourglass. It is one of those intriguing sensations:
ticklish, alive, impossible.
Blooming on the Barbed Wire
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Blooming against the fence. Blooming on barbed wire. It's not the stuff of
dreams, not the heart's desire. But still it does its best. The blooms are
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Yet another thing we have in common. I could sit all day on a beach just digging my hands and feet in the sand...it's such a sensual feeling. I love the heat on the top and the coolness underneath. Wonderful.
Actually I don't care for sand in general. It's just that one very specific thing, which is quite different than any other way you can interact with sand.
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