She’s A Tidal River
We’ll edit later says a poet to a painter, now let’s go paint.
Quick reads, scenes, scenarios, riffs off the cuff, or perhaps even a rant if you’re lucky.
We’ll edit later says a poet to a painter, now let’s go paint.
Some lyrics in search of a bass line at the Nutjobbers’ Ball.
I had a dream last night that one of my cats took me across a bridge to a whole world of lost things. There were socks and keys everywhere!
Musie, See you in Art Class next week. Remember, Cash Only, please… Or, on second thought, maybe something more valuable such as ink, paint, or coffee…
Musie, Stop it! Thank you, but stop it, please. That’s more than enough reading for me.
The saucers in Nia’s tea set are covered in little dragonfly nets.
You can skip this part. Especially if you usually break fast with brunch.
Dear Josephine, The bridges. Are you seeing them? What do they mean? What are The Dragons to The Queen? Sledgehammers & spikes are heavy.
Retail Alert! Retail Alert!
Forget the insurance premiums and extortion fees. I gotta cover the coffee. I’m moving!