Coyote Moon
It was the moon of the coyote’s dream. He climbed to the top of the world and howled at the moon until the sky was as blue as the blue of her eyes. And the moon was a swirl of white. It danced in a blue starlight. He dreamed that moon followed him the rest of his life.
It was the tale of a man and his wife. They climbed to the top of the world and the blue that he saw in her eyes was as blue as the coyote sky. And the moon was a swirl of white. It danced in a blue starlight. That moon followed them the rest of their lives.
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Monday, June 15, 2009
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