by Annette L., 17
My days are numbered by
indolent summers
cuneate cakes on paper plates
beneath aquarelle skies.
But crisp pine needles
fading sunlight
and silent music
inform my nights.
Olympia, Washington
by Annette L., 17
My days are numbered by
indolent summers
cuneate cakes on paper plates
beneath aquarelle skies.
But crisp pine needles
fading sunlight
and silent music
inform my nights.
Olympia, Washington