Image: Photo of Slopelos, Greece, by Jon Corelis
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white days of almond flower and flesh sheathed in sunlight white sea dissolves laughing on flat rocks below white chapels where consecrated bones crumble into purity of incense white kisses beating against the sun with white wings white boats set sail for white dreams where the white days have gone
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