melt
thin films of water painting asphaltwith spring soundsklooksh! kloompsh! klunsh!me treading carefully across aroundastrideblack reflections on the groundand remnants of wintercrunching underfootglinsch! grensch! glansch!gritstones pebblestraction against icy slicknesssweesse! schweesh! swaasse!that linger in shadecast by naked limbsleaflessthawingmeltinginto puddlesbecoming wet toes – bardo I have reserved some space on this blog each…