Missel Toes

I have no idea why I chose that title it just sort of popped so I’m sure it’ll work its way into our conversation. You: never call me back, never read my drafts. I want what I can’t have, have been known to take a drag. Queen bee me: looking endlesslessly through blue-green eyes. I […]

Imagine Us in Technicolor

V.1 PROSE-ISH Spark remembrance from Technicolor dreams. More clues than mystery novels, much more difficult to read. Don’t recall the last time you called but recount encounters on counters, chairs and floors imaginatively. Plan to wrap this up, out with the new in with the old. Be compassionate and patient. This just might be a […]