Here is a drawing I made on cardboard tonight. Not your typical drawing surface, not a very typical drawing, not by your typical gal.
"little bread butterflies kiss the tulips,"
as light rays shone through the flower's face
solemn and quiet
waiting for the rain's music to
hum & patter off
to sleep.
our minds branch out
or we live in a daze.
grease from my fingertips
may be the only remains
mark it up.
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