Ink & Spine
Sometimes I imagine a tattoo entwined with nocturnal leopards, tawny cheetahs, a scarlet macaw or lilac breasted roller, with a green tree python slithering up my right bicep. But a few days ago, I leaned towards getting the rhomboids between my shoulder blades inked with mayday, mayday, mayday in a gothic font, alternating black and blood red. You see I spent all last month procrastinating a catalyst for my April post. I pondered right past the rise of Easter, the negativity of Tax Day and the uncertain future of Earth Day, until I whipped up an epiphany. May Day! But by the time I developed a thread to twine that pagan celebration of delight into a coherent piece, even that slipped by. At last – I eek out some ink. Read More »