see that girl

there is a golden road, celebrated highway, between the dance ‘round the sun of night and if you smile shouts amiable to follow the sunshine woven catharsis of delight. everybody poses for flashes to glance and diagonal jigs to skip with grin. a cross-section of a two-step and the surroundings noticing she’s with the awes… Continue reading see that girl

Singed Aperture in G Major

the downtown abbey of my glance is beetles on my right, a rimmed circumference of wedged plants, Directing morphed shape, relief that I can bare my legs at night. I can welcome light conversation of “when is your next performance?” “Do you have a plus one?” or “Are you sure you don’t want to have… Continue reading Singed Aperture in G Major