My dreams have been so magnificent lately. Picture this: It is the end of the world. The lowlands are filled with clear water. All you clothing is red. It’s warm, and someone is coming after you. You have to swim. You have to hide. You have to cross narrow trestles that glisten in the moonlight. … Continue reading water, dreams, cupcakes, the ocean floor
Month: December 2010
The Lake
you have so many freckles and your skin smells like chocolate. Last month it smelled like oregano and coffee, but now you smell like chocolate milk chocolate like milk chocolate dust hot chocolate powder eaten by the spoonful dipped in water licked. You are perfect. You do not think that you are perfect because you … Continue reading The Lake
CARROT QUINN 