I dreamed
I was a crab
At the beach
Pinching toes
Happily
Posted in response to the challenge Windsparks.
I dreamed
I was a crab
At the beach
Pinching toes
Happily
Posted in response to the challenge Windsparks.
Fall has finally returned
From a
Long,
Long
Trip.
She arrives at our doors,
Hair like lightning
Sprung from her head,
In her garden she chased
Spirits of the dead.
"The keeper of the ghosts!"
The townsfolk would cry,
And from foggy windows,
I glare across the counter from my spot nestled between the folds of the brown paper bag. Stupid Gala is doing that thing again, as she has every single day, for the past, I don’t know, week?
Comments
I secretly envy crabs, because they can just scuttle over to a random person, pinch their toes, and scuttle away
Hahahaha
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