Just like the city, she’s different. Not off, like the way you feel walking down certain streets downtown in the capitol city, but different. A new flavor of a coffee from Burial Grounds. A book you never saw before, In Bower’s library. Indeed, a store or spot that you never really had visited yet, evenContinue reading “Oly October”
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Descention of Spring
Partly clouds swirling slowly Above in the ocean skies To threatening spring Hiding among them Not making landfall Nor letting loose storms Petrichor and geosmin Waiting for spring To descend
Oilfog
Oilfog It was October when I first remembered Seeing you It began with sugar Powdered, of course The threatening snow There began a note Of a sweetest fruit The strawberry With the red threads That brushed the air Scattering particles When again I remember you You left a trail of things boiled And cornucopias ofContinue reading “Oilfog”
