ericslips away like an evaporating moisture, reappears inside an empty moon, renders its surface by the slightest shadows cast by a receding radiance, adjusts for the dim light and becomes luminescent, echoes the skylight that managed to touch us
jbthe past is a placeholder control consolidate alternate leave
jblily rose quartz
jball aboard the bipolar express
itbranches in the wind tickle my eyes like a fire at night
eric"are you working there?" "no, I live *points* here"