Waka By Will: H’okay, Here’re Haikai – and this time… it’s accurate
A chattering of consciousness: Spanish, left; English, right.
A chattering of consciousness: Spanish, left; English, right.
Rolling traction tyres tread th’morning shade ‘n sun.
Th’only rule (really) is: it simply has to feel like one.
You’ve become settled, fully integrated in, the mem’ries of another.
Eighteen years and a day since they held hands – one twelve, one eight, one six, one twenty-five – and were bought, and were sold.