The nightly sky was licorice the trees were chocolate foam, the moon was sighing happily and seemed to feel at home. The dogs were dancing gangily, their shadows lit the lawan: silhouettes we’d never heard that nighttime seemed to spawn. The flowers gambled gracefully and cheered like winter mice, while groundhogs bounded through the air […]
Read more "Nighttime Dance"As we bob apples that are dappled like they’ve grappled with the cold, Peering under, we seek plunder, bits of yellow apple gold People dipping heads in, dripping, snag their tokens of the fall. Latching onto catching one, two, twigs then rise with apples twain Each rise, grinning, fresh with winning, this beginning of delights. […]
Read more "Bobbing for Apples"Beating hearts shining eyes opened ceilinged car. – Speed! Jacked and ripped and wid’ning speed – And noise and friends and legs and hands and hair. – Need. Frantic pulsing pushing pulling need – Raw desire for jokes and s’mores and Red. Hot. Fire. – And wood. Burning, snapping, cracking wood. Then heat, – […]
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