High, we find ourselves
so ecstatically drunk
on fresh mountain air.
Happy
Author: N
Writer of all things, some of which are pretty good.
Extend
Fisher seeks fresh food,
casting a line far and wide,
giant tree does, too.
Scatter
Thoughts scattered like clouds
lingering in sleepy towns
wistful wandering
Point of view
While life feels hazy;
everything’s out of reach—
it’s sunset on air.
Solo
Bravely singular,
an ant on a sunflower
in an empty field.
