heat prickles skin halfway to itch— stick in wire halfway to dry, halfway to rot leaves still still
Tag: smallstone
Sunday Small Stone 121
lightning curls in itself current—like lagoon like sky— my eye can’t send the colors turned the clouds fast enough to name until it all goes dark beyond the gray
Sunday Small Stone 120
warmth & lemon linger in laundry and blue mist night
Sunday Small Stone 119
grey paws on grey -striped cheek—kitten tries to draw cat into his fight
Sunday Small Stone 117
no moon and still its light waves in the puddles filling white graves
Sunday Small Stone 116
kitten on a red sock cloud before the moon their grays do not reach for black their moment will not rise or stalk the cockroach on the bricks