sparrow flies low under the coffee tables: keeping it nice and cool under the radar
Month: September 2026
to the howling dog in autumn we say: let it all out love
flower for me and we will rule the grey: dismantling barbarism
the autumn bees and sounds of construction share a similar buzz
always there: a pale handprint on a beam of light
why play god when the rain knows its shape
a mild morning equally divided between lethargy, grey tendrils and the stuttering light
blades of grass defend a tiny dew pond: protect your quiet
strange times on the subway: hackles up and alert
sparrows gather at the coffee table: someone pleasant approaches