I’m a rock in an inner tube.You’re a rock skipping the water.We started with enthusiasm,with no idea of wherewe might end up.We’re both in danger of sinking. The danger could bea blessing. We may findsecrets in the deep.An old Roman roadgoing nowhere.Gold coins gleaminguntarnished memories. Maybeunderwater cavesfilled with crystals. Maybe I’ll find outthat inner tubeis … Continuar leyendo “Rocks” by Barbara Leonhard and Nolcha Fox