Archive for April 14th, 2017
One Cold Night in Cincinnati in 1982
Sliding a-
way, making room for
giant, dark
buildings with
false fronts, reaching and pulling
teeth and hair.
.
Dark Sun Through Broken Windows
Waving at
frozen suns, begging
for warmer
lives, seeking
quiet times when love will not
be missing, stolen
.
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