someday even this birthday
balloon won’t exist
Tag: fog
up
in a cold cloud
trees and all
fog saved in a cobweb
so lifelike
foggy solstice
the “cosmic” flavor of the cloud
from her vape
ridgetop forest
the moss grows fat
on the milk of clouds
winter fog
bare branches turn
green again
beside the oak
with a huge round hole an uncanny silence
foggy woods
the sassafras follows a crooked route to the sky