disappearance

fog obscured the sun

the light drawn into water

photons strewn about in a diffuse haze

enfolding sky and land they 

walked into the forest 

never to return  

#katyamills

flash

journal # 08.31.16

all i got this morning is a lot
all i got this morning is enough
all the soft edges of society dissolve like stitches

‘precious dawn’ by k

the last polite evening has come and gone
august given away by september
fade to dawn

‘see’ by k

smoke rings. 15

the fog
i sucked
out my head

to blow smoke
rings

for
my
four
fingers

– KatYa