truth on a tree limb.

By kikilaine

stijn de cock

kyle and I
went to a piano recital this evening

the pianist
for whom this entry was titled
played like he was painting.
melting every note like mixing colors on a palette.

seeing him after the concert
I felt silly saying "good job"
but I knew that no words could really do him justice anyway.

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