Monday, 12 February 2018

With The World So White..

With the world so white, and frozen, winter was when light fractured at first sight of snow and disintegrated into curves of colour across the land. We lived by the edge of forest then, watching sunshine fall apart at break of day and rush back upon itself to nightfall. All the trees were hung with opals and pearls, and we picked them like fruit, ghost fruit that melted when they touched our lips.

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