YOU ARE READING in a life Poetry from ashes to papaya at the table 152 12 24 by hughena by hughena Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story I went to set a table and saw the perfect rock, but tiny syrphid rainbow flies had already found the spot they were hovering over nectar. rock flower was their feast two kingdoms at the table existing in their peace