Devin Dykes

Old clouds are soft

I remember the night you left. After more than 20 years of experience in a few pieces of luggage, your passport speaks and represents you more than you do. The plane is parked on the runway. It will fly over a patch of blue on the map and take you to another country ---- Like a red dragonfly in my childhood, flying over the stream and landing on the grass opposite, so that I can only look.