The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on an empty clothesline in early autumn, where the absence of summer laundry, a resting sparrow, and clothes drying…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the autumn equinox through a kitchen window, where sunlight and lamplight briefly share the glass while the movements…
LaDeDa
–Side-Saddle in the Café of Critical Misinterpretation – By Geox On a sun-bleached patio in late July, a day so balmy the…
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