Nestling away
from the
writing today, taking in some much deserved sunshine on this gorgeous April Sunday, sipping homespun peach ginger iced tea. Yes, changing up my garden design a bit today.
I was getting bored with last year's old scheme of things.
*****I
do not know you from the wind, yet now I’m covered in your fallen crosses. Your
nakedness left standing in my doorway, like an old exalted lover. Why must we
always meet this way?
K.Quinn
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