I love to look at you when you are sleeping

I love to look at you when you are sleeping. I love to stand at the edge of your bed and see you there. One buried under a sea of duvet and pillows with her small, inquisitive face popping up between them seeming comforted and secure, and the other…

blocks

a worn-flat rug was spread out beneath

orange walls that smelled of the wool ponchos in the closet

and the friendly desert cabinet

over which

The Snowflake Riders

A glorpy slew of frickles

A glorpy slew of frickles
came pouring from the sky
as flitty bubble jumpers
nymphs deadly quick and spry.