new day

August 30, 2014 § Leave a comment

Twice, a sweep of long draping fabric and a clatter of rings. Pale light washes into the espresso coloured space. Over the back of the sofa, between the knife-edged leaves of the yucca, pooling under the small cluttered table, around my ankles, over my knees, until I am drowned in the new day.

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