Saturday, December 30, 2017

The phenomenon of white fur clouds

inside a lit petal.  Fleeting yet palpable.  An occurrence at liminal time.

As one year closes, one opens. So may your reading, may your writing be delicious.  May your soufflés hold their form & may you be hopeful.

1 comment:

  1. absolute buttons
    ligaments in heaven
    iffy times
    strives on
    go bits dunder found but--
    he was so loved