The last of April, green thrown lightly to •
the near hills, a scarf catching the last sun Continue reading →
Just there, behind a stump, a tiny man
sitting quiet, a greenish hat cocked so. Continue reading →
Just before I remember what I was •
before all of this, before all of this, Continue reading →
last night my little flashlight caught the world •
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last night my little flashlight caught the world •
ablaze with diamonds, but now all is gold
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If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.
