make it new

Blindness exchanged blue ink for a dark shade of forest green.

A hand-held dryer waved hot air over a recently shampooed head.

A mirror whispered secrets.

Elements of silence said farewell.

A series of eyes investigated decompression swallowing fresh yogurt with peach slices near afternoon's languishing empty promises intent on discovering new, make it new day by day, make it new, explanations have to end somewhere.

Explanations are a well-dressed mistake.

In her village she threaded new beginnings as her loom waited for the pressure, the tightness between notes.

Feeling sunlight dress saliva beads blended a weave, texture, design. Hello Beauty.