
This gallery contains 6 photos.
This gallery contains 6 photos.
the echo of you
leaves words heightened
meeting tomorrow’s deadline
you sit smugly
smashing a mean upper breeze
grimacing with delight
your arm injured
your own unique set of words
falling through pavement
i review the glanced-upon tightened lines
why do i fumble
why not rise gracefully with delightful words
by mary ann blinkhorn
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