I am early / the train is late / the image is ubiquitous as false nettle / poetry is a red cat in a sunny window / lying to get out.
Tag: Lombard Suite
Impending: by Bonnie McClellan
We awake to the muffled chaff of rain
as the grey down of clouds roundly tussle
for the pleasure of concealing dawn.
The Store (For Matthew): by Bonnie Broussard
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