bruised surroundings

Raindrops posed tree branches to hunch and closed the sidewalk to allow darkway slivers, at the top of bird feathers, cheers from throats perched atop trimmed hedges and gulped singalongs from regular humans, riding with the windows down and saturating suburbia in repeated pop-melodies.  It goes something like this: “Everyday, it’s a-gettin’ faster Everyone said,Continue reading “bruised surroundings”