by Abbe Rolnick | Nov 4, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
My skin withered Wrinkled with stresses Of prejudice and greed. Voices echo: sand dust Against religious zealots Historical fissures Shroud deserts holy cradle. ~Abbe
by Abbe Rolnick | Oct 13, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
Crossing “J’s” A line diagonal to the bottom curve. Even this note detects the sensual nature of your name. Bottoms up....
by Abbe Rolnick | Oct 7, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
I just realized that a commitment to buy a truck and a camper, is a commitment to the future. Not that I didn’t believe in our future, but for the last two years we have been holding onto the present, keeping the status-quo, the place we know. Conservative- conserve...
by Abbe Rolnick | Sep 29, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
Already the season changes, darker dawns. Nice to have friends to share. Sleep tight ~Abbe
by Abbe Rolnick | Sep 15, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
You dreamed of painting walls. My dreams included Indians dancing with painted faces. Together we danced painting walls with symbols of fertility. Slipping in and out of the colored sky. All the while we slept holding hands. Tell me a story, mythic ideas of what is...
by Abbe Rolnick | Sep 8, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
Our kitchen counter is eclectic— cucumber, lime, chocolate, bananas, gin, tomatoes, and tomatillos. Thunder claps, cool breezes, rain with fresh smells of sod. Earth refreshed. ~Abbe
