went to

the same park for fifteen-

years, and have not made a

friend there. the sun and moon had

recognizable features for me to look up and

say hi. the trees, depending on their mood

of seasons would wave a branch at me. clouds

disappeared from my life often, and re-entered by coming over

and delivered the same wind for me to taste. squirrels,

and pigeons, never wished me well since i’m human and not

their kind. i kept walking in the park for more years to


© 2018 edis rune


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