Tag Archives: Puff the Magic Dragon

running late

snooooooozed until 5:45, and the sun had already woken and spoken (“HOT TODAY!”) and scorched the edges of the fray. ran 2.24 any -way, sweating and fretting and huffing and smelling somebody else’s puffing (think magic dragon; think legal now … Continue reading

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Puff

.. Just like that, your childhood’s gone. Be -fore you ever got to frolic in the autumn mist, or anything. Before you’ve found a proper dragon to share your sealing wax and strings. You paint your wings and you sing … Continue reading

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paper dragons

.. origami me somebody who breathes …..fire, de -sires to fly, scales the sky in crimson strings. ceiling wax stack me high and fold me …..in to a land …………by the sea. .. prompted by Herotomost’s  “nostalgia” Play it Again prompt, … Continue reading

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