hand against the blood and the kiss

I'm almost finished writing the Scar, much forwarded by yesterday's noisy loitering in wait of a changed flight. The title of this is a quote from today's writing, unfortuntately representative of the subtlety I'm fumbling without in the mesh of sensuality and understated violence of the story. Help me, Revisi-on Kenobi, you're my only hope--and far-fetched at that!

I have some cool images from Panama to share: feel free to use these if you like, though be sure to let me know and stroke my ego.
This is not just a tourist's slideshow. If it were you'd be swamped with over a thousand three hundred photos, and you would die. Yes.
These ones now are all from cemetary visits. Trees, tropics, and housing to come.

( All Return Here )

Any yours truly at the Jewish cemetary, population 1: