I was invited by my friend, Catherine, to be on the “look-out” on her wedding day. She did not care whether I set my camera to black and white all the while. “Just do what you do,” she said.
To Be Free. Clench. Fly? Flew.
Held. A soft gentle pull. A soft gentle union.
The Bride. Nearest look.
David and Catherine. Guided home.
Yours. Lately, I have seen a cake with bride and groom and blood.
Mind Game Dancing? Are we over this?
Seek. She finds the most boring treasure.
Going On. Both are seeing a world through a glass.
Prim. Goody eight-shoes.
Anticipation. Who is next in line?
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