thirty dour lines

it’s dreary today the sun hasn’t woken from slumber the clouds promise rains that do not fall a pervasive sense of overwhelmed smothers the quietly screaming city of partially concealed hostilities. even the typically smiling faces hold tight to an undercurrent of dour dismalities that weigh heavily on an already scattered sense of being utterly […]

winsome

she had a winsome smile from across the parking lot or so i assumed there was behind her mask i couldn’t say for sure but the way her eyes sparkled when i waved made me think so it is the reality i have chosen and it makes the day seem less dour