(2013)
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
