I saw the petals that had fallen off of the flowers on our kitchen counter and the shapes that they made from above, the bendiness and flexibility of these petals, struck me.
Posted in response to the challenge Georgia O'Keeffe.
I saw the petals that had fallen off of the flowers on our kitchen counter and the shapes that they made from above, the bendiness and flexibility of these petals, struck me.
Posted in response to the challenge Georgia O'Keeffe.
We're eating lunch
and someone says your name
and he asks
how is she anyway?
There's an orchestra in my heart
that's playing just for you
and playing happy now
because they care.
My bluntstones are muddy
and kicked off
on the floor
my feet are tucked underneath me
we're on our way home.
We drive by the yellow car
that's too broken to go anywhere
but it's hill
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