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Floyd 3 days ago
The sun is still low over the bark
The sun is still scattering its early rays over the soil, bitter and tart; in the low light, bergamots dance above the glistening dewdrops of basil-tinged oranges. The frost glistens almost white on the mulchy bark, evaporating...
Floyd 8 days ago
Spider smoke to gold with an amber spindle
All the fine threads of smoke, still shimmering greenish between the dark walls. How am I supposed to spin their tangled weaves, which carry tiny pearls of lime and hairs of mint leaves, into gold in one night, when I was only...