Megan (jehoshabeath) wrote,
Megan
jehoshabeath

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Night light

The moon is cradled in a haze of brown, silver, green, and gold. Its shrouded light blurs with that of the street lamps at the cobblestone court. She stands in the cold doorway, waving goodbye for now as they pull away. Inside a squid, a hockey game, new story threads, and a fresh CD await expectantly.
Tags: art, family, nature
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