A short harmless stop, a little chat, an innocuous chatter, at least that's what I thought. Today, in big letters, you have to make a big deal of the droplets, look at one another from afar, go your way. Risque (2)
Archives par mot-clé : cats
on the horizon*
in the cold horizon
the open window resists
schoolyard screams
cats who do not like anyone
and the bell that rings and rings
*posted first in June 2017