hurt (Remove filter)
29D: Window, not Aisle
it’s 6:21 and when I look out my window from the corner of 29D,
there’s a subtle hue of blood orange outlining what looks like the perimeter of
a space
of sky
and a breeze of clouds, lighter than feathers, so thin, as if it forgot to carry the mist it was designed to pour tonight
but that’s okay, because it found itself a new purpose:
your shrewd orange spirit is now perf...
Sunday 5th January 2020 6:22 am
Recent Comments
Larisa Rzhepishevska on I Know Those Who Hate The War
2 hours ago
Russell Jacklin on Death of Fanny Adams
4 hours ago
LEON STOLGARD on An act of kindness leads to a divine reward
11 hours ago
LEON STOLGARD on Le Chat noir
11 hours ago
raypool on Death of Fanny Adams
13 hours ago
raypool on celestial school of verse
13 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on An act of kindness leads to a divine reward
14 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on June 2025
14 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Here Today Gone Tomorrow
17 hours ago
Red Brick Keshner on celestial school of verse
21 hours ago