Friday, May 01, 2009


A coffespoon for the tiny cup of tea seemed right, in a miniature way, like breathing in short breaths to keep from fainting.


ed markowski said...

as he counted his breaths from one to ten over & over he began to discern the blank space upon which
every thought hung & the black spaces that existed between each thought.

Pearl said...

small things one wants to put together, like the miniature daffodils and the pocket pooch sniffing.