The clouds moved gradually, almost grudgingly in clatters and crowd. Each stuck religiously to his own lane, moving in silent unison like six pm traffic. A rocking chair a few miles down gravity’s smirk mimicked the clouds’ every movement and slight of hand. They seemed an old music band, moving to the same beat, reluctantly … Continue reading The Pen
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Mirror on the wall
I wrote her a letter today.I've seen her gliding and slipping, making countless bargains with thin ice.I've watched her jump and learn how to use her wings only seconds before gravity claimed her.I've felt her go through ups and downs gracefully as if she was born on a seesaw.I look at her now and reminisce … Continue reading Mirror on the wall
Twenty Fever 