Monday, November 23, 2015

Hilary D Zamora writes and draws

"She flashed quick and blinding like a strobe of lightning in my peripheral. I caught myself staring so I twisted consciously to avert my eyes. But when I blinked, her shadowy silhouette remained, engraved in static, for her brilliance had captured me and swept me away like a dove's loose feather, floating slowly dancing solo on the gentle whisper of a slight summer breeze." ~Hilary D Zamora
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