The Butterfly Effect They say the flip of a butterfly wing in Peking can change the weather in New York. I don't know about New York City, but your kiss, light on my lips as a butterfly wing, is stirring the weather in me.
In the heavy silence before rain something opens a crack between long-closed shutters. Without a sound, something moves in the dark. If I jump up now I can slam the shutter, close out the storm, but I sit, rain and tears on my face, holding all the sweet chaos of the night. Joelle Lyons Everett from Strange and Wonderful Things, c 2000. * * ========================================================== [email protected] ------------------------------ To subscribe, unsubscribe, change your options, view the archives of [email protected], Visit: http://listserv.boisestate.edu/archives/oslist.html
