Emerald Aurora

ep #44//...drinking your storm while tying our alphabet shoelaces gets delicious, and boy was I was thirsty…a drowsy arm reaching  -thoughts shaken into a jar. Tide-pools at the crest of the sun, exhaling ruby discs at the shallow (the chapstick in my pocket is warm). Viola puttering in the chamber: I swallowed three stars while you were on the toilet. Dnes, zitra…"Hallelujah!" cried Leonard Cohen~Support the show