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 […]
Technicolor eyelashes drip, elfish ears are pink under a hot and heavy sun. Ruby beads stain a t-shirt, are covered by nervous laughter. We make conversation on a street dotted by lengths of chain-link fence, past overgrown yards with barking dogs.