just when we thought the storm would take us into the night poetry the day’s last light slides down the street soaked surfaces soak photons reflecting colors deeper than the sea. Share this: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
the sieve and the sand 
Oooh man. So simple. So good.
have you been reading more science? And nice poem…