NaPoWriMo Twenty-eighth Post

The rain gently washing the new-bought gravel ready for the paths and the patios gray as clouds and varied as the blooms on springtime trees. The rain, gently falling anoints the geriatric maples the fecund lilacs and all the ornamental filigree. The rain, again and again first rainbow then shadow and shade with golden edges. […]


NaPoWriMo Twenty-second Post

infants learn through seemingly random disconnected acts and experiences over time a life becomes more coherent to the actors more than the observers growth happens at odd moments and in unplanned leaps within a framework the mind wakes as light shines through breaking glass ceilings with a glance our futures are not yet set among […]


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