Finger Painting
Though my sister, cream- faced and restless, was born night - blind,
Colors drip in her head ... painting moonlight that gazes within her fingers.
Contest of Silent One:
When One Line is Not Enough 6/2/2018
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2018
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