Monthly Archives: September 2018

Blood and Flesh and Gentleness

I went into the woods alone. I listened to the crows. They told me love was never stone, That blood and flesh and gentleness Were all to be condoned. The moon swung her heavy head Around in a woozy nod; … Continue reading

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September Walk

Goddam fall again. Look how fucking butterflies Flit in the meadows. With every beat their wings shed Yellow, wither the tall grass.

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