Wednesday, October 12, 2011

The Sea of Dreams

Plums and cherries hang clotted on the trees, spilling jam onto the lawn, luring wasps from as far away as Mississauga. But the house sticks out its asphalt tongue and pulls its curtains down. Time enough for plums tomorrow. Now is the hour for stars to pierce whitely through the cracks of lawn and sky. For the sea of dreams to pour over roofs and walls, awash with possibilities that a boy still bargaining for his third Tom and Jerry video – a boy who still signs his name with a thick brush – doesn’t yet need to tell from dry reality.

Painting by Daniel.

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