DREAMS
10.10.20
And all the while, she’s been right there.
Looking down — no. Looking into and around me, sending Manta Ray breadcrumbs as if to wink symmetry in the stitches of coincidence.
DREAMS
10.10.20
And all the while, she’s been right there.
Looking down — no. Looking into and around me, sending Manta Ray breadcrumbs as if to wink symmetry in the stitches of coincidence.