Wapun Meadow consonants

did she have anything else? 

grackle might as well have asked if an elk has beautiful antlers, or do honeybees make honey! the songs and lyrics know no end within the heart of a butterfly, for Pancake would most likely leave the world singing when her time came. and thankfully, butterflies never truly worry about their mortality.

should grackle be as kind as her voice is heard, Pancakes would come for a landing on the bridge of her nose. if the shadow woman was still, then perhaps the clementine bug would come to taste her very essence and give her a reading. but if her companion did wish to pass as a landing pad, then Pancakes would do nothing more than continue her tiny aerial dance with the others in the grassy parts, her own little laugh sprinkling through all the noise.

"you! rare as Georgia snow! falling, hard, quick! candle shadow." 
(Would you believe Pancakes if she told you that she heard this at a slam poetry show in San Francisco?)

"nothing stays! i want to watch you walk the hall! to the cold tile bathroom. all night, a lifetime!"
(surprisingly, butterflies were incredible romantic lovers)

a tiny little somersault, a twist in the air as her wings come to gloriously close for just a second before sprouting once again. she likes her audience this day!