hidden pasture, secret wood
posing is very important. she
knew it would be good, mostly.
behind the barn there was a silence.
eerie lunch, new self-reliance.
the signs were there, but still,
they are shocked. rocked by
the absence of a daughter who
got bored by the small. or so they
suppose. how strange to see
the girl you sat next to in a class
of fifteen -- now, seen by millions
on an impossible screen.
Well, it looks like I've majorly lapsed on the poem-a-day habit. Not to worry. I'm taking a short break to finish the Balkey story line....
“What,” the young, scarred and scabbed Scib said, “did Mr. Pin calm him – Bixson-” And Balkey closed the gap as soon as the word left the...
Tell him Coral has finally gone sour and the Pin is as crooked as we all thought,” fryed Balkey and eyed the straight and tall, the...