i was made not lasting. show no photos, no proof i was here but proud work satisfied with ephemeral beauty. a day where all the children like to play bivouac on the front lawn, full of thoughts for guests, for drinking, for no one was home. but they were already opened, used and refilled many times.Continue reading “sandcastles”
You were not made To hold on to Anything. It all passes through. Tree leaves filtering sunlight. Remove the smoke screens So we can breathe free.