Flashes 12

We
don’t lift
our garage doors

Yet another

crack
in the rational world

Watching the wind

through a window
in the mirror

*

He drank
himself
off course

Times when

we want
nothing

Her smile

you could smell:
powdery candy

*

These houses make you
dream of what
other lives are like

May the Spirit of Summer

linger long
in the Land of Lakes!

Dark trees

sparkling
with fireflies



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