"Oasis" warm water streaming over strained muscles taut with the tension of a thousand stir-crazed hours of intrusive solitude within a small space yet none purely owned by me excepting this waterproof box where for five too short minutes steam tingles wet skin voice reverberates Beatles and Aretha bounces against panels of thin acrylic as peppermint suds wash my worries down the drain alongside white soapy bubbles... .. . .
Thank you for visiting my blog! I’ve been wanting a break from all the depressing news lately, so I thought I’d share this poem as (hopefully) a little break for you too: an oasis in this shared storm we’re all weathering.
Wherever you are, stay safe, stay well, and read often!