Saturday, September 24, 2005


The box under their bed held the memory of shadows.


Mick Boyle said...

In his reverie he recalled the shush of leaves in the wind, and the color of the sky.

Kristin said...

Okay, first time here. And I LOVE it. How strange...and delightful.

feistyrallygirl said...

she sees the box even in the dark. she remembers the sand, washes of salt gentle on her skin, and wishes for another day.