Collage 5

She liked to sit in the garden of hearts. Talk politics with ravens. Wear sepia.

Collect old bottles. Short, tall, short, tall, tall. Patterns within patterns.

She liked to float above forest of dreams. Thermals. Sepia sky.

She’s crazy but she’s magic. She’s magic but she’s crazy.

Sailing off in sepia sea. Sailing off in sepia sky.

I see her every third Thursday. I am crazy and she is magic.

Centrifugally spun for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: Collage 5.


7 thoughts on “sepia

  1. Widow Veil August 30, 2015 / 3:44 pm

    I LOVE this one–sounds right down my alley.


      • Widow Veil August 30, 2015 / 11:46 pm

        I rather like all that sepia–it’s such a moody hue with a wealth of possibilities…


  2. afairymind August 30, 2015 / 10:52 am

    I really like this. The structure, with the short sentences and repetition, really emphasizes her madness. Beautifully done. :)


    • phylor August 30, 2015 / 10:14 pm

      Thank you. I was intrigued by the phrase she’s crazy but she’s magic and the lovely sepia tones.

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