Tuesday

I could not tell where the sky met the sea today. A little sailboat drifted along, a blip on that cold grey canvas.

At the supermarket, a couple argued. The woman's an urgent dangeous hiss. The man's an angry frustrated yell. Heads turned, ears pricked up. Who could resist?

I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
Madeleine Peyroux and kd lang - River (yousendit)