Scents of
lilac
cherry
apple
magnolia
swirl
on the heavy hotness
of a sudden city summer
threads of coloured oil
poured on warming water
as changeable, languid
and persistently elusive
as an unformed thought
that balances just
on the edge of awareness.
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Hi Coyote...just saying hi. Getting internet access in the desert is about as easy as herding cats. :) Wanted to let you know I'm still alive...I'll check back in when I can and things get sorted out here.
Hi, Christa; so glad to hear from you. Good luck wrangling those furlines!
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