Saturday, June 11, 2005

Follow up on this:

My airborne legs brush against skyscraping grass. Fresh dew clings to my calves, collects and slides off my trumpeting heels. My banana smile crystalizes into rock candy. The wind dries my front teeth. The kiss from every green blade crimsons my cotton knees. My toes squish overflowing molasses mud.

Here's a line from some of my creative writing - until I get my comments back, email for the next lines - and then I'll add them to my post.

Have fun!


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