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kistinspencil

What I've Kept For Myself

At the end of each session, the palette should be cleansed, preferably by fire.

You said we were over, but keep texting back, wanting to know where I hid your stuff before you packed things up and went. But I have no closet horde of paltry bits to validate our time, just my memory's mind, full to overflow. Your hip's alpine slope lying naked at my side, seen with a half-waked glance as the morning sun leaks through louvered glass... the dance of auburn curls and emerald eyes as your head bobs in the...

sprite

Summer Stories: Shadow and Moonlight

He lay beneath the stars of a Van Gogh sky, the scent of cherry blossoms evoking memories so potent that tears filled his eyes. Gazing eastward towards the pale blue mountains, keenly aware of the sun dipping below the horizon, he whispered her name. “Yvette.” A cooling breeze danced past, reminding him that summer had long ago fled into autumn and that all too soon the fields would be blanketed in snow. He wondered if sh...