green dreaming
It has been raining for a week, not constant, but always again before the memory of the last fall fades. When the sun shines through it is an underwater light, more luminous than cutting. I am hammocked in green and dreaming.
It has been raining for a week, not constant, but always again before the memory of the last fall fades. When the sun shines through it is an underwater light, more luminous than cutting. I am hammocked in green and dreaming.
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