"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Monday, May 6, 2013

a small raindrop stone

If I cross my eyes just so, the brake lights in front of me turn the raindrops into starry red glitter, dancing across my windshield.

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