Submissions by spangla_dasha

we listen to her explosions
thrown about ferociously entangled in her hair
sprouted out a volcano
then emptiness
sailing endlessly uncontollably
weaving
lost floating in the water
sunlight fields
desert mountains
laying on her with arms stretched out onto lush green moss
so tired and hungry in a daze of mist and sunshine

Inside a cave, inside a fire, inside the sea


Owl sleeps for years


storing his magic away under his wings


dusty, in the shade, hidden forever


breathes in huge gusts of purple leaves


purple hexagons form a face on his wing

　



dark like the soil

in the shadow there is no noise