Shoulders, over which a snippet of conversation drifts. The edge of things; a horizon at morning, a whispered word that hovers, poignant with unintended meaning. A sky of woolen blanket, a sleepy nudge and the sun sneaks through between it and the valley floor, warm like fingertips.
Tuck Under (Peach and Indigo). Watercolor and gouache on paper, 7 x 10 inches, 2016.