SevenTwentynineNineteen Fledglings in and out Of baby yew. . . and i'm The only one watching!
Fruit Flies and Summer Heat fruit flies are in full bloom in this summer heat, a dish of apple-cider vinegar on the counter, next to a vase of dead and dried wild flowers. dishes are stacking up, and now i think there's a fruit fly in the back of my throat.
Walking the dog, down the same sidewalk we take every night, back home. Down the side street that forms a T with the main street that we walk along a grey Chrysler, windows tinted, rolls, slowly, up to the intersection about ten yards too far back and comes to a complete stop. The green Lexus [...]
Here's my entry for this weeks #Haikai Challenge: Cicada Cicada husks on siding of my memory -back to school shopping To check out the other entries and add one yourself... https://wp.me/p7XKTn-4cy
I awoke from a nightmare. Though, it wasn't the images which disturbed me, it was the resonance of this simple thought, this mantra, repeating: I'm always writing, always written. Always writing, always written. I'm always writing, always written. Always writing, always written. Gasping,i'm on the other side—blinded by the light that once illuminated my path [...]
I went out for a walk, and i looked to the sky Turned to the moon in the three quarter phase,What is this pull that's pulling me?Moonstruck, i was lost in a dazeBeen dragged by the collar, drugged by her charmsShe was the waitress, that had me beggin' for moreTurned to the sun, floating in [...]
Security guard walks by, radioing a description of the weiner dog.