by Tim Stuemke
Glass Sheep Manor
From the window cracked just so is heard
rain impacting sodden roof tiles
whose tar is made tacky with first hours’ chill.
Drops are dispersed into fine mist
that blurs the middle of the night’s contrast
and muffles the sky’s steady reverberations.
I can smell the door frames swelling
sweetly with humidity.
The original excessive plaster
softens in time with the pages on the bookshelves.
The dust in the air has been weighted
clearing the palette for the perfumes and colognes
of a prairie thunderstorm.
Ashy Blacksheep is a writer, veteran, and undergraduate senior studying Literature and Creative Writing. Having grown up nomadic and traveled the world with the Navy, she adventures on with her husband and two cats. Ashy fuels her writing with life experiences and introspection. Find her musings on Twitter and Instagram @ashyblacksheep.
Tim Stuemke is a collage artist living outside of Portland Oregon. He works almost exclusively with vintage and antique reference material. Not being held down by a single specific style, he allows the image to help guide the visual direction. It could be dada, surrealism, pure abstraction, or a personal form of symbolism.