Posted on April 8, 2022March 30, 2022 by Luisa A. IgloriaSynaesthesia Wind waterfalling through the eaves I cupped my hands over my eyes to listen Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky