Thursday, April 28, 2005

armpit deoderant

I love the way I smell on days I don't wear armpit deoderant. It smells like reality, life. There's something true and untainted about that smell. When I dream of a gathering I want a place we don't have to worry about armpit deoderant. Not on our bodies, but in our lives...I want us to smell like reality and life, not an artificial produced reak....