Kate

“It was approaching dusk. That time between late afternoon and early evening when most of us are adjusting our lights and clothing, appetites and mindsets, to make the transition from the end of the day to the beginning of the night. A time when both sun and moon can share the sky.”
― Marti Healy, The Rhythm of Selby

“You remind me of dusk, so beautiful yet so sad.”
― Shweta Grewal, Who are you stranger?

“Dusk had fallen,
While the sky was gray,
Red flowers bloomed,
And the yellow fade away,
Night was to fall,
But the sun had to stay,
Moon of fourteen,
For the lover had to pray,
Life gave up hope,
Yet the heart had to say,
Lover wrote a letter,
But the pigeon lost it's way.”
― Neymat Khan

“July, that lovely hell, all
velvet dresses and drapes
stuffed into a hot little hole.”
― Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains