- Gary Hunter
Dream to Paper - Feb. 7, 2022
One night in a dream, as I was walking
with what seemed like God, I asked for
a clearer history of myself, how I came
to be. His answer was simple
“I imagined Love and drew”
One night in a dream, as I was walking
with what seemed like God, I asked for
a clearer history of myself, how I came
to be. His answer was simple
“I imagined Love and drew”
I love the stories a good fire tells the animated exaggerated far-fetched spoken with wide tongues of flame pops and snaps for side effects and some smoky dialog thrown into the face the eyes turn
I paint the bitter coating over my keratin carefully on the vulnerable spots in sunlight the tips of my fingers like the barrels of ten polished guns thin protection I realize against an enemy that
with virtues beyond words and forgiveness guaranteed more intimate than breath unfailingly loving and loyal How do you spell your best friend’s name? G O D or D O G