Monthly Archives: October 2017

It can be subtle

There is her fret of pout and stare. Off into the early Evening elms, Littered with starlings, Noisily jostling for night warmth. It seems subtle, yet subtle is a tricky Word.  S-U-B-T-L-E: suttle. See? How cleverly hard. Gentle push, indiscernible … Continue reading

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