Twiglet #287

we are cloudless

A twiglet’s aim is to “prompt” a thought. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Leave a link, if you’d like your work read, but comments should not be expected.


18 thoughts on “Twiglet #287”

  1. Optimism is when I’m washed with wind, and I look up to blue sheets thin enough to let love’s search lights in. “Any more murky thoughts?” You wear only a grin. “No, love. We’re cloudless. And today’s our virgin.”

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