Everything’s topsy-turvy.
You flew across the world on a chance and found so much to be thankful for; the
most intense acting experience of your career, masters of the craft to learn from,
friendships to last a lifetime.
You never planned for these, or his hand suddenly warm against your waist and the
touch of his lips feathering your skin.
“Happy Thanksgiving, Sean,” he whispers.
Birdsong fills the brisk spring air - the crimson fingers of the AkeAke in your
garden flutter in the breeze, and you feel intimations of farewell.
Everything’s topsy-turvy, but you wouldn't have it any other way.
~~~~~
You flew across the world on a chance and found so much to be thankful for; the
most intense acting experience of your career, masters of the craft to learn from,
friendships to last a lifetime.
You never planned for these, or his hand suddenly warm against your waist and the
touch of his lips feathering your skin.
“Happy Thanksgiving, Sean,” he whispers.
Birdsong fills the brisk spring air - the crimson fingers of the AkeAke in your
garden flutter in the breeze, and you feel intimations of farewell.
Everything’s topsy-turvy, but you wouldn't have it any other way.
~~~~~
| SKEWED |
