AWACS

Stacks of people and a light bit of rail.

We had the water there, the trees, all the leaves, just the wood nymph was late. Again.

Your friendly neighbourhood corner store.

Poetry? maybe later

Leap Day Kiss from Jessica Rabbit

Eight minutes is the time it takes for the sun to reach the earth.

The black limousine glides down the gently sloping hill;

the road a grey ribbon through endless fields of sunburnt grass.

In the distance a building rises from the vast plains.

A house white as snow, shimmering like a cold flame on a wizard’s hand.

The ambassador’s wife smiles as she welcomes the guests.

Old friends lock in tight embrace. Wrinkled lips kiss wrinkled faces.

Alcohol and aftershave.

Diplomats, murderers, renegades.

VISIT PASSOALAND