The sleigh [Tan Taigi (Translation by Keisen)] Looking back; Now each other Being in the snow
She wants to look around, but, she cannot. She is undercover. He had put on her a long coat and trousers with a backpack like human women carries. Everything brightened up round her. He took her up; thrust a wire through the loop of the needle in her hand. These photographers…she whine. Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo …
–i– crowd maroon blue damp not I live middle in room among books I live –ii– summer wind smell warm a cigarette lit wind now more warmer Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille (04/19/2017) Theme: Loneliness
In Collaboration with my dear Lady Henry Chirashree. The story was written by her.
I don’t know whether I’ll be able to learn the name of this moment. The weak light from west forming a pattern The lattice is the sculptor for this abstract drawing. The wind that meant to soothe me is breathless and silent The ants have assemble in a clutter; they’ll soon form a queue to me I lay. Let my body …
what you see is true and not it is another me at the moment Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #202 “It’s All In The Title”
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.