cold gray book return
nibbles, tastes, laps up books - wait -
spits them right back out.
cold gray book return
nibbles, tastes, laps up books - wait -
spits them right back out.
"Somewhere beyond the ideas of wrongdoings and rightdoings, there is a field. I will meet you there." -Rumi
somewhere sometime someplace
it is finally finally finally
warm - kind of,
sunshine / soft rain / sixty degrees with a brisk step to it
that makes me think nobody but Vermonters who miss the days
of tap step / crocuses / daffodils buried in snow
the permanent marker squeaks across the page black sharpie mimic the scream rage & awareness & hands off hands off hands OFF MY BODY you call this democracy?
Comments
Haha! This is wonderful! THe perfect subject for a hiaku!
Thank you so much!
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