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At sunset the sky lifts her skirt— full moon rises tonight we howl
The cheese is growing a respectable green beard. Fridge must be broken.
Let me behold your green eyes shifted blue as you return to my arms
I am a river in droughtsmooth stones naked in the sununtil your rain
An orchestra of raspy wingsalmost covers the faint scrapeof paws padding nearby.
She opened hailing frequenciesto a prismatic future— taking uswhere we’d never gone before Nichelle Nichols, 1932-2022 So it goes…
Night arrives after a long day I just want to be covered by your breath but the rain will have to do
When someone asks if I believe in God I tell them I just disbelieve in one more god than they do
More diamonds and rubiesstrewn across the night skythan are found on Earth Photo from the JWST. To celebrate the Sorta-Sonnets posted on Whispers & Echoes, I stole two lines from each of the seven published works and made a pastiche … Continue reading
Like amusement park balloonsescaping my graspyou’re lost in the sky