Sitting in a room shaded from the sunlight. Champagne pink afternoon sunshine is projected on the wall. It looks and feels like art. I don’t want to shut the door as I listen to Mazzy Star. I wonder what you are doing right now; maybe you see the same square of sunshine on your wall. It’s better than stars— a sunrise .. or sunset, which I never see .
Written: December 16, 2005
Telling you about ....
- Carissa Jane Mansfield
- My blog is for my poetry and all my little other things.
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