I try to read the cloudsthe angry, roiling, dark onesobscuring the opalescence of the skiesno answer forthcoming! my fossilized pain spills overdangling over the edgeaghast and immobilised I watchas it coalesces and drops in a puddle. purged but now a hollow, scorched huskI dither, unprepared to face the empty chaosthen rain starts to fall gentlythe … Continue reading Spillage