High Summer
Overgrown Garden
–-This poem reflects on a midsummer garden grown thick and unruly, where abundance presses past order into lush, living excess. The vines…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a midsummer garden grown thick and unruly, where abundance presses past order into lush, living excess. The vines…
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