The Late Gold
What Summer Leaves Behind
–-This poem reflects on the physical and emotional traces summer leaves behind, suggesting that a season’s passing does not diminish us when…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the physical and emotional traces summer leaves behind, suggesting that a season’s passing does not diminish us when…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a cicada shell as a sign of transformation in high summer, where what has been left behind still…
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