Albacea
by Jason T. Kocher February 17th, 2020 - Creative »
That deep, dry hit when your spirit swallows…
again…
and again…
and again.
All, the same grey with edges still to navigate the weight.
Behind parked cars, the pink hat of a little girl flits about with excited indecision and then floats…
away…
into the sky.
There is a soft wash of another color in the air. You once knew the name, but now it is only a highlight of the grey.
Breathe deep.
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