Café Writing: False Realities Posted on July 29, 2013 by jasminekeclipse Spring. Tightly knit quilts woven together with yarn and ribbon, christened with bows and lace, draped over wooden banisters, sunshine bleeds under the doorway. Morning light kisses her cheeks and her tiny mouth forms into a blissful grin, happy to see another day. With […]![]()
