If love was rain Check the forecast. Again. Unseasonably damp or drought? Incantation for precipitation. Then, ah -refreshing, quenching, fresh. Plashing, plopping. You know -green shoots, petrichor, yada. Stand barefoot, gasping and drenched – torrentially triumphant. Drinking it deep until – there’s floods, cancellations. Driving drizzle and damn – now the roof leaks. Drips […]
Prickly Hedge – 100 words
Priorities – 100 words
Dryad – 100 words
Dryad I’m young in the woods with new-hatched insects, buzzing busy, and idle hop birds, indolent and dusty. I can see child hands, pressed on rock, in sand, digging and wriggling with worms or gleaming beetles, palm of night-green leaf crush. Kneeling to work and study knobbles under canopy ferns: my nest, […]