artificial sweetener

Artificial sweetener packets decorated the car’s floor-mats. Their wet shoes made them martyrs. A few sprinkles escaped, Separated and near change, Butterfly wings dried  And saved their disintegration   For the last trip home.  Some moments belong in paper-bags.  It’s all relative  To the drop off, stepping out, Putting rehearsal to use and knowing Lives whichContinue reading “artificial sweetener”