City of What-ifs, Linda Imbler

Snakes with flowing hair streaming down reptilian faces,tresses intertwined with beads.Bright, pretty things-serpents, born with special talents,using their cognitive thrummingto translate the places of dreamsfor the unobservant, trying to look beyond the stars. Night-blind frogsseeking innocence in reflectionswithin the mirrored wallsof rude shackswith no doors to bolt. Hobbled horses,lonely, due to their coachmanhaving grown frailContinue reading “City of What-ifs, Linda Imbler”