Milkyway Fish Flakes

And with the abruptness and bewilderment of a parking ticket at a cemetery, I saw her approach, straddling bareback a lactose dolphin through the milkyways and currents of those underseas.

Through and through she traversed through the blue topaz wildwoods that adorned the subaqueous basin frontier.

A Cuban-Filipino China doll with a porcelain disposition that hunted pedestrian fish flakes strolling vegan boulevards.

They galloped right by me, and with a bolt, propelled into the thickets of my reverie.