floating frail white flakes
like some undreamed intentions
looking for a home
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can't wait for the mornings to check what you have written - beautiful
ReplyDeleteThanks Jodi. same here i always wonderin what you are writing and when you went away i thought the drought had set in. man i was parched. I was telling my art therepist today about what we do and she was very keen to know if we both posted about the same amount of work. I said we inspire each other in a seasaw fashion....
ReplyDeleteps love the piccy