When the breeze catches just right I can smell the gardenias in the neighbor’s yard. A pretty fiction, with ivory blossoms in their full unfurl that smell like grace and bruise like egos. I suspect it would supersede accepted customs to clip a couple for my own. Or pitch a chair in closer proximity for… Continue reading Redolent Of
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Then Let it Rain
Here, it rains even under full sun, each weighted drop shone through, cleansing. I’m sure of less than all I thought I knew before— how obvious now. I am heavier since the lightening, somehow gaining with the loss. Still I idle in the fractured glow, needing yet to be reassured. Later, the grass will appear… Continue reading Then Let it Rain
Elsewhere, Maybe
Movement creates heat so we lay, still as air, rooted as the banyans, propped and languid. There is only one consideration: How slow can you go — we adapted the game, a new kind of limbo. Minus perdition, which no one liked at the end. It’s easy to dismiss darkening skies from this angle, underneath… Continue reading Elsewhere, Maybe
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