She echoes my sentiments
as she runs toward the open door.
Her nostrils twitch with each inhalation,
breathing deep the brisk winter air.
Such joy to feel so alive!
2012 @ Pamela Rudisill
She echoes my sentiments
as she runs toward the open door.
Her nostrils twitch with each inhalation,
breathing deep the brisk winter air.
Such joy to feel so alive!
2012 @ Pamela Rudisill
A leaky faucet
drips bullets on porcelain
and into my brain
2012 @ Pamela Rudisill
Sweet, sticky golden rain
forms puddles of goo
on dense, creamy goodness
and drips down to soak
graham cracker crumbs
to quickly disappear
with the quick swipe of
my grateful tongue
2012 @ Pamela Rudisill