Sunday, 23 November 2008

The scarlet jam flows like hot lava onto the cool pale pavement. Small salty tears trickle down sugar covered cheeks as sticky fingers reach for the fallen treat.


Jo Cooper
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1 comment:

jem said...

True words made vivid. I once saw a melting frog icelolly - his face was slowly seeping towards the gutter.