Daily Archives: November 7, 2016
.. Dance, we scribe; try to spark and lull the clouds to play their bubblegrins across our open-shadow song. Twist, we sing. Skip and dream of green breezes spilled through rose jars, melted shimmer-snow. Breathe. Right on cue, when journey … Continue reading
.. there’s a dot-to-dot dash bash going on in the sky, a morse-code cue that you and i are now free to shine. look: a wish that’s burned right on straight through; a small soft mantra of me-and-you that means … Continue reading
NovPAD, day 7.