Dewdrops (Chance Meetings)

(WAND.10) Chance meetings the day the dead are invited to walk the earth. Apparitions, ghosts I swear I’ve seen before. Or is this but a projection, my soul dressed up in pale green velvet stained with bleach —dewdrop tokens from the everyday? I doubt and say: No, a mirage hardly ever presents itself ornamented with such minuscule details.