I got to know you the way a woman gets to know a lover she will never trust. I saw you every morning, casually. Liked the way you teased me, tried to touch me. But I was out of reach until I saw something I wanted, walked closer, let you have me for a moment while I reached in, took what I wanted from your grasp. A handful of shells is what you gave me, and they were beautiful, they were enough. But then I went to see you in the moonlight when it was just you and me— you were all mine and I stood before you cold shivering listening to you explain with rushing fervor that I should come to you— that I should just wade in a little deeper past your deafening waves toward your calm horizon— and I felt you pull me into you, heard you promising to erase my ache if only I’d let you swallow me return me reduce me to water and bone. I might have given in if I didn’t already know how easy it was to drown in the vagaries of what can feel like love.
I currently live in Greenwood, Indiana. I love to listen to music, books on CD, podcasts or NPR as I work in my studio. My favorite artists are Andrew Wyeth and Edward Hopper. I love poetry, but only the good stuff that isn’t so abstract I can’t understand it. Abstraction better lends itself to visual art, I think. Stephen Dunn is my favorite poet. He’s said just about anything that can be said about the inner workings of the heart and mind. My favorite novel is Atonement by Ian McEwan. My all time favorite band is The Cure. I love science, and anything that relates to how the mind works. I don’t believe in the supernatural. If I could meet anyone in the world, it would be Richard Dawkins or Steven Pinker. If you don’t buy my art or read my poetry, buy one of their books. It will enrich if not change your life. My favorite things to do are hiking, kayaking and camping. My favorite food is so common, I’ll keep you in suspense (It starts with a P). I prefer chocolate to vanilla. Green is my favorite color. I have an aversion to planning or scheduling of any kind, and I live for spontaneous adventures! Telephone conversations make me anxious, and I avoid them at almost all cost. I had a happy childhood. I’m having a pretty fantastic adulthood. I have every intention of seeing my 100th birthday, after which I will happily relinquish my guts to the future of medicine.
Cheers! ~DeMaris
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