spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
in the distance a voice thunders irate, inconsolable a thousand stones raining down high to low, gaining momentum a mother bear with suckling cubs cowers in her den a hare, its ears flat against its back, lays motionless in the thicket but for the… Continue Reading “Unprovoked Enmity”
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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a collection of short poetry from an autistic mind
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