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Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).
The moon was a luminous coracle adrift in a cloudy sea. Gosh, it was pretty. Early in the morning, the waning moon drifting in and out of clouds. Dawn broke, soft and pink, full of clouds that were fluffy like cotton candy, but I… Continue Reading “Coracle Moon”
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 