Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Broken shadows across the cracked groundas summer refuses to diethe land and I are wearyday after day burning~unrelenting raysof intense sunbeating downon mybreast. dVerse Poets Pub: 9 Across for a Countdown Author’s Note: Line 1 is from W.S. Merwin’s “To the Light of September”.… Continue Reading “Burning”
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