Find a penny, pick it up. All day long you’ll have good luck.
…………………………………………………………………– old adage
…
We cast
our coins
(our lots,
our stones,
our crowns)
to water no one’s walked
upon. We lose ourselves
in weathered skin, begin
to wonder at the cost. We
toss our caution to the
winds
and find the sky
in scattered stars.
..
NaPoWriMo, day 7.