kindling

When I awaken to polka dot snow I hear the sparkle in Khanum’s eyes glow As she spins from her head Threads woven in bed Where we chortle and chuckle together. When I skip between polka dot flakes Swirling and whirling upon sleeping ground snakes Piling into a blanket inviting and cozy I see Khanum’s... Continue Reading →

split seams

Wind picks up sheets Rising water erodes banks The road disappears Boats on the river Bobbing down stream rapidly Currents swallow oars

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