Out Like a Lamb (V)

ISSUE #233

You come across a buried sea shell humming in the beach. Pick it up, it has a message for you: Wordless, waveform lullabies drape you in velvet and tiptoe up your spine.

You’ve been falling in love so much lately. The kind of love that’s everywhere—that you see in streetlights and old brick, that lies above the grass like morning fog.

May the coming warmth flutter through you like a cat that purrs on your lap. You’re comfortable, you’re communicating, you’re about to be complete—these are my soft spring songs.


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