Broken Record Once I prayed for a lover who would treasure me, pleasure me, measure me by no other standard but my own. Together on the porch swing, humming that Simon & Garfunkel tune (and what a time it was, it was…) Me, the deer who steered clear of headlights, and he, my melancholy golden … Continue reading Broken Record (Sun Scribs, Bloomings, Whirl)