Six Pictures, Three Sentences

Sophie is a beautiful young woman, sitting in a wheelchair, the v of her clavicle (a bird flew through fireworks, later, the same v).


The moon was a circus peanut in a blue sky bag.

The sun went down, two men were in pink and so was the sky.

Radical Skies

You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

Bob Dylan