And Shine.

"Since when do you eat meat?"


Cranium to feet.

My scuffed shoes spoke for me.

Against my will.


Veggie sausages.

Buy one get one free."

Cigarette smoke.

A thing of the past.

But somehow.

Against the torn, decrepit backdrop.

In black and white.

It would have suited her nicely.

In whisps

Her lips caress the black blossom tone.

And shine.

"We have all morning."

"To ourselves."