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Daily Archives: April 5, 2016
(Seed shopping on a Sunday) .. There’s an entire alphabet here to be planted, a feast for our palates and our eyes and our ears: ginseng, cinnamon, cloves, currant, apricots, zucchini. We head home with brandywine, plums, glacier, stone. … Continue reading
… Too soon, we find ourselves lost in her sway, the metallic way she shines her own face, swoons her way onto the floor. As moon boys go, we’re slow -er than most, boasting only these few fragments left, swept … Continue reading
.. Click, clack, the world turns black outside our windows. The lights are elegant neon streamers u n r a v e l i n g behind. Here’s your head on my shoulder, and the sway of the tracks that … Continue reading
.. The sun’s an old soul, really, got a few beams under his fiery breath, knows how to burn the day at both ends. But give him the lullaby of a fading sky, tuck him in with ivory clouds, … Continue reading
.. the world’s got a way of turn -turn-turning, churning your gut and handing you nothing but a plate of fear. it doesn’t take an expert to know we’re all here to say our piece, to piece together some semblance … Continue reading
… If I tied a string between you and me and you pulled and I pulled do you think that we might finally be in the same place (at the same time?) ..