Dalia Negra

your memory painted recalled by hand each stroke a soft reminder flowing in movement spilling with joy sultry gaze just behind a debonair pair love tinted entwined as dusk arrives

Sans Pound

Then the phone rang Klaxon alarmist screeching Crashing meetings Sending invisible connections Into the proverbial frozen sunset Casting off connections Like they're just byte-size Nowadays That echoing one-way feedback Is nothing more than a live microphone Sending waves by the thousands Reverberating outwardly In a double slit experiment Where You can hear the electrons fire... Continue Reading →

Bubble

Two minutes amid long winter's chill Turned with the sundial passing shadows overhead Recounting overcast moments that fade as quickly as they'd arrived

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