Liquid-lipped sun
drips pleasure
when my sister sings, I think of the dreams that never pass,
Scene & Heard prompt — Vertical Light
The people lie,
dreary past the first layer,
Cypress trees hunch landwardby lash of onshore wind,the posture of resistance.
So what?So does everyone else. Go on any dating website.People have been everywhere.They come back and they’re…
Why do you hate the word VERY?It’s nice, short, and sweet and very merry indeed.
I’m not the only regular here.Around one o’clock two girls from some officesit together on their lunch break.