The Christmas Gift
Now milking’s just an awful chore, it happens twice a day; no matter what you want to do, it’s always …
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Vertiginous Autumn
Sweetness in Amber Sweetness of the autumn days savored, tucked under my tongue to melt to oak-gold shadows– Wind-cleansed, rain-shined, …
For You to Own
I am adrift in an ocean of silence, sinking beneath each breath whispered over the curvilinear space she fills, leaving …