Saturday, August 26, 2017

Unexpected visitors


or there are no walls when it comes to neighbors. Some bouquets have their roots intact.  Some roots we eat and call them food.  Some words are staples.  And we eat these, too.

1 comment:

  1. Petticoats sparkling in the smothering frivolity--
    where are the visitors? The workmen? The delivery of goods?
    Should we sweep off the patio anyway?
    He chucks the ice into a can.

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