dogtrax

A rustling song of small, worrying footsteps; we listen, slowly

for Algot

Chips in a bowl with jagged edges and small broken parts - fingers messy and lips, apart, we attack these snacks with full abandon and a jar of Salsa

for #OpenWrite https://flic.kr/p/2p3sdqb

I am slumber -

the restless child, the fearless wild, the one you seek;

the dream behind the dancing feet

for #MastoPrompt

You never knew how I was watching you layer the pasta, then the sauce, then ricotta, sausage, beef, plus all the other odds and ends you wove into the dish, making it ever more delicious to eat, and I still remember, when I'd close my eyes to take a bite, it was like finding a poem, buried beneath

for #openwrite https://www.ethicalela.com/recuerdos-de-comida-y-amor-memories-of-food-and-love/

Rhythm and rage, expressive mallets pound sound on drummed skin, the artist takes the stage

for #MastoPrompt

Repletes wander the world in search of nourishment,

Taking in taking in taking in

then offer themselves up as collective honeypots to the colony

Giving out giving out giving out

for #MastoPrompt

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honeypot_ant

Small words careening inside a collection of towering books -

It looks like verse, but could be worse

for #MastoPrompt

All nuance, lost,

she shouted frustrations into the void,

then sat, waiting for response

for #MastoPrompt

Digging fingers into soil beneath the tree surface,

translating time through roots and fibers and synapses;

A story emerges, one of Earth and dirt, words written in a canvas of worms

for #MastoPrompt

Her presence, absent as a whisper, arrives unexpectedly, a faint shadow dancing in rhythm against the wall

for #MastoPrompt