Their eyes were sore from the wind.
“Hey, that’s who you’re going to be!”
I stumbled – mind wavered.
The burnt orange blanket swept across the ground.
They covered the world in merry shades.
The World in the Window
It was a starry starry night.
The Unopened Book
I am a book.
The Silent Fighter
He lay there with a peaceful air.
To fit in is all that they wish to do.
Inspiration, My Cold Friend
Apollo dived into the night.