I’m about to sniff out
sunshine breakfasts
afternoon naps
a naked silver midnight moon directs the sky
to enter churches
spaces adorned with history
every wall here is a two-word colour:
wafer pink
crushed pistachio
warm biscuit
burnt sugar
pale mustard
almond milk
toffee pecan
crème brûlée
milky capuccino
martyr’s wounds
limoncello yellow
peach melba
mint clouds