Daily Archives: May 23, 2017
.. The world is aching again, like a rotten tooth. I long for silence and the calm dry wash of a brighter ……….moon. .. twiglet #25.
.. We dance. And the sky’s a journey-jar twisted shadow-open, rose-lulled to grin by ghostdawn spring. It drizzles, still, a sound that cues breath, skip-spark twists green. Leaves bubbleclouds to melt in scar-curl sun. That spill-shimmer moon? She’s a whimper-whisper, … Continue reading