I Saw a Duck in the Garden
It was a glowing late afternoon. In the garden, I saw a duck {or imagined one?} Its tail became a slide, down which laughter tumbled. There, the world felt different. Lighter. More possible.
It was a glowing late afternoon. In the garden, I saw a duck {or imagined one?} Its tail became a slide, down which laughter tumbled. There, the world felt different. Lighter. More possible.
