Aug 13 24
Mutabilis, Sunday Afternoon
An avocado hitting the floor with a skin on skin thud.
A glass shoe surprised by moonlight.
A range of mountains looming like an unused gym membership.
A mosquito alighting on a ripe peach.
A sidewalk weed singing: “Nature!”
Bright words on a bridge.
A curtain in a window cinched like the waist of a dress.
“A solitary figure in quiet scene of contemplation.”
Dim roses amidst a rapid dusk; a “lavish widow” nearby.
An electrical outlet painted perfectly in a deeply saturated maroon.
Cypress trees poking the sky like the underbite of a werewolf.
An unremarkable fountain, remarkable for its persistence despite unremarkableness.
From behind a garden bench, a small sign peaks, displaying a single word “Mutabilis”.
An avocado hitting the floor with a skin on skin thud.
A glass shoe surprised by moonlight.
A range of mountains looming like an unused gym membership.
A mosquito alighting on a ripe peach.
A sidewalk weed singing: “Nature!”
Bright words on a bridge.
A curtain in a window cinched like the waist of a dress.
“A solitary figure in quiet scene of contemplation.”
Dim roses amidst a rapid dusk; a “lavish widow” nearby.
An electrical outlet painted perfectly in a deeply saturated maroon.
Cypress trees poking the sky like the underbite of a werewolf.
An unremarkable fountain, remarkable for its persistence despite unremarkableness.
From behind a garden bench, a small sign peaks, displaying a single word “Mutabilis”.