Mar-lee-bone

As the doors clunk shut, the glass buffed by subterranean elves in the rare shutdown hours, he sees his mistake whizz by.
Cherry

Day 34

I believe in fathers but not that I have one.

Now Birthdays

Cherry

Prayer

Poem

When looking in the mirror

You’re tumbling and you’re falling through rivulets of rhyme, You see the world in couplets, rhythm beating out each line.

Did the Earth Move For You, Darling? (True story)

...the freestanding wardrobe was not so much free to stand, as free to rock about as though auditioning for Disney’s Fantasia...

Tropical rain

Vapors of steam belly dance their way across the hot asphalt stage

Last Year (April 2)

Cherry

Day 03 - Светлана Феофанова

More a reworking of a short story today.

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