splish. splash.
running along the warm shine of the nectarine sky.

splish. splash.

amber locks wave, pinwheels spin.

splish. splash.

gray peace trims away at the lamb’s ear.

splish. splash.

sweet potato begs the question.

precious. nectarine sky.

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written  at the FEAST retreat. 2013.

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