commonloon
At rest within the fractures that remain after the collision brought forth by the sky inculcation of sea and land,each story awaits its turn to receive voice.
Olive pits cluttered the table , after the two of them chatted that afternoon.
Mayor ....hmmm. Willie Brown was the last one I cared for . The rest have been dorks. Lazy dorks at that!
Sleepy cathedral
mice! Wake up .
Give me a new word
Cathedral was yesterdays word... I want a new word.
Sleepy mice are in my computer.
The redwood grove was like
a cathedral... or rather, the other way around.
The redwood grove was a cathedral... or rather, the other way around.
Yesterday the word was straw. Today is the same. Is this a
dream ? Has time passed. Or is it just me that is moving?
He is always the first to get you to draw straw. He always insists on being the one that holds the straw.
He's always the first to get you to draw straw. Thats what I dislike about him most .