Nonsense
Friday walking back from the Farmer's Market I ate tiny slices of tangerine. They burst upon my tongue like slices of bright sunshine. Everything about the day made me think of you.
Last night I dreamt of full ripe tomatoes splitting open and spilling their seeds.
posted by Sacred Fuchsia at 10:44 PM
2 Comments:
great...i thought the sunshine was me! until i read the tomato and the next entry. i guess you have a new boyfriend now. guess he knows to look on the blog.
8:16 PM
the sunshine is an old friend with whom I shared many trips to the farmer's market. xoxo
11:13 AM
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