Daily Archives: April 18, 2014

(a Fib) . For give my salt. Not my fault you found my cloudy core. Now that everything has fall -en from above, how can we love these silver linings? There’s a cold front moving in here and one thing … Continue reading →

.. Neater safe root, ruse is: dove loose, pose to plea. (Was carted by love, all knot.) Oath per no coo: if door keens, soot. Hey, look! My name! Deaf, through claim – nose fob. Salt rock, ship, ……………id. Net … Continue reading →

.. She swallows storms. We watch the blue horizon as the sky begins its scrum. Brave the wind, stay. ……….Pray. …………….Buy umbrellas. .

.. Stars, as legion as the wishes of the heart, unstable in their knowing. Thunder to wake our very souls, remind us there are bigger sounds than this skipped beat. Clouds and other fragile things ……that re-shape, stretch …………..and disappear. … Continue reading →

(Hey baby, what’s your sign?) . She barely scrapes the cusp of Whirlygiggle, but she’s full-fledged Flibbertigibbet to the core. Count the infernal vernal beats of her moon side, and you’ll find she’s also got a tine or two of … Continue reading →