William Michaelian

Connect the Dots

billions of stars / yet still / you search / for love . [ 1841 ]

The seed package says wildflowers — as wild, I suppose, as the one who sows them. . [ 1840 ]

stale bread / be grateful for such abundance . [ 1839 ]

whatever it is / happens / with fewer words / these days . [ 1838 ]

too soon for apples / yet here they are . [ 1837 ]

Is the smoke blue, or is the sky showing through? . [ 1836 ]

bare skin / too cold for mosquitoes . [ 1835 ]

the first chilly night / not really cold at all . [ 1834 ]

Goose Lake / lilies drink until it rains . [ 1833 ]

there were three / now two / one / fell from the nest . [ 1832 ]