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California triolets (Triolet) by zodiac

We went in and out of vast blue shadows, dog tired on a Sunday morning on an endless ribbony road in Nevada – we went in and out of vast blue shadows. I remember I thought how the clouds would gather and break before we reached California, as we went in and out of those vast blue shadows, dog tired on a Sunday morning. I smoked out the window and she read Lawrence and sipped from a bottle of Chivas with a kind of beautiful, drowsy assurance – I smoked out the window and she read Lawrence; while the storm stacked up in the West, and torrents circled around to receive us – I smoked out the window; she read her Lawrence and sipped from a bottle of Chivas.

amanda_dcosta 9-Jan-06/10:48 AM
Not bad...... You have a nice way of turning a very obscure scene into poetic reality.




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