K: First embraces. Flesh beneath drapey coats. Stress affixed to stilts. Loud earrings. Shimmering men. The Lazy eye.
L: A return, her covered in flowers. Tall, shrouded in black and silver and rose print atop metallic platform boots. The same laugh.
P: At midnight I clothed myself in a trusted white shirt and black capris and nothing more and went out into the snow. I ran, and almost slipped, but caught myself. I found joy in the numbness of toes.
Zemer 