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  • Rain

    In the eye of each drop, a dream proliferates. Rain on your tongue, or the river at your back. A sky bound mind; life-giving clouds reflect the formation of a thought. Changing. Ever-ranging inspiration within the coming rain.   -GKT Continue reading

    Rain
  • Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper

    Gratitude fucking the sky. It reaches me. The ravens flew. They squawked. I rolled down the passenger-side window, “Take me with you in the sky!” But before I could get the words out, they flew by. Their presence accented an… Continue reading

    Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper