Parading

the thousand blinding coins of it spilling

across my windshield's dustdapple. — across my windshield’s dustdapple.

Glory be: my lucky day, flush and prime —Kimberly Johnson — Glory be: my lucky day, flush and prime
—Kimberly Johnson

September 13, 2016

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klem says:

September 13, 2016 at 7:35 am

wildlife from the rehearsal place. and the second one after it witnessed the whole rehearsal closer to the band than all the other witnesses. if it only knew…or does it?

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