sky – Jordyn Saelor

Wishes beyond Sky

Let the sky fall on my head, down through the savage ravage page tattered battered stone age ragged flayed dogged rage–don’t take my quarrel

It’s weird, how we talk about the moon. We say it’s “first quarter” when half the circle is full of light. Then when it’s totally full of light, we say it’s a “full moon.” Why do we have this contradiction? If we say half is actually quarter, why don’t we also say that full isContinue reading “Moon Musing”

When the white crayon’s useful

Blue backdrop, cyan sky, a child slices a crayon across the canvas of the heavens.