Melody coiling higher in the sky

[sovay]

I am now twenty-eight.

My poems "Tapping the Vine" and "September Song" (for my brother and his wife) have been accepted by Goblin Fruit and Mythic Delirium.

Off to make fictional dessert with my best cousins ever.

Comments

[sovay]

Wishing you all things strange and rare ... and cake. Good cake.

I had complicated caramel-y things. Does that count?

Thank you!