fat, crispy, salty french fries.
August tomatoes on toast.
sparkling rosé sipped under a rustling tree
cucumber, mint, and lime.
clean sheets smooth and crackling
settled heavy mass of purring fur
the squish of socks on wooden floors
silk that whispers from shoulder to hip
lavender everything!
cut grass and wet cedar fences
vetiver, rose, and oud
galbanum: soaring, icy, and sharp
Mondrian's autumnal farmhouse
my virgin martyrs framed in gold
winter trains sending up clouds of snow
scumbled edge of water and sky
the opening bars of Beethoven's 7th
strong winds sighing through aged trees
hearty, delighted, shared laughter
the—listen for it!—crackle of a tiny flame
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