Ontic Grace subtextures dream, god, life, liminal, love, meaning, poetry, romance April 26, 2012October 27, 2017 Sleep’s languor, always already there, embraces us as we lie together, warm skin against skin, our limbs entangled like roots beneath the ground. (April 2012) Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by subtextures I am a poet and a teacher living in central Texas. I attended The University of Texas at Austin, and Middlebury College's Breadloaf School of English. View all posts by subtextures Published April 26, 2012October 27, 2017
