Mytwosentences 43

After the rain, puddles that collect on the side of the road are strewn with residual stares from passersby.
Discarded thoughts float in those shallow baths for birds until evaporation can dismiss them away.

Written by Edward Roads

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6 thoughts on “Mytwosentences 43

  1. a clever observation – discarded thoughts – I like that, though you did not discard yours. I mean, if you had, they would be floating around in the puddles. 🙂

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