walking along Arboretum Drive on a sunny afternoon … cottonwood fluff floating through the air and settling along the roadsides like snow, wild geraniums, the call of red-winged blackbirds, geese with their goslings, wild turkeys
hunger is the only story
Bobbie Harte
Madison, Wisconsin
Hands. Candlelight. Heavy gray, melancholy gray, soft gray. Cozy. The names of things. Wood and stone, cotton and wool. Moss, lichen, verdigris. Coffee. Twilight blue. Slowly, slowly.
