Wednesday, March 8, 2023

Prose Composed After Staring at Maxfield Parrish's Daybreak (1922) at a Doctor's Office

One day you'll wake to me rubbing cream into your feet. You'll speak of the most incredible dream, how you were walking on water, yet your feet stayed dry. And I will say, "They were. That's why I'm rubbing cream into them."

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