Sadness is thick but more precisely it is dense. I do sense danger in the sea’s laughter, but also fairness. Why do I return to the indifference of the ocean? It gives as much as it gets, doesn’t boast of its limitlessness. You wrote a book of questions, but what of the ones you didn’t ask? I have a few I can’t even bring myself to speak,instead writing some lines like you, like this– Is […]
I. Robed in soft blush the peaches for the wedding are ripe and I will take them when I leave for the seaside perfumedwith tender fleshand a heartof stone. II. Often paintedwith a stemand leaf the tongue by whichwe speak our heartsthese fruitsshared the sunequally somust not bekindreda tree producesunevenlyat best. III. Withclingstonessome cultivarsare made to be difficult and it’s no secret thatwork can be pleasurebut pleasurecannot be worked at. IV. Perseverancein time the skin […]
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