Undulating waves of gold and red blankets its victim, snuffing out the air leaving pockets of light, with a glimpse of freedom. At a distance it appears like coloured icing swirling and curling up , levelling out, thinning to a mere gauze-like film lightening to a milky shade, opalescent like a cloud peeking between towers… Continue reading Prairie Fire
Linda McClure aka Anne Paterson
Epilepsy Warrior, Author & Poet