Monday, June 18, 2012

Clutching Survival

    Somehow we exploded to a halt; lurching in agony and disappointment, our shiny sage dolphin gasped his final breath for the evening. A long sturdy whale saved the day in all his foul odor and glory, while the hot gusty winds heaved with aggression. Outside passed the waters and hairy hills, itching to shed their skin without shame. And we plowed forward with a vengeance.


Jennifer Burnside

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