Dec 2015
should be put away.
i know the rules,
the diatribe with grief,
reoccuring.
we have seen the wheel spin,
slower now.
feeling seeps
into winter.
there were a few of them,
or was it two?
sbm.
i know the rules,
the diatribe with grief,
reoccuring.
we have seen the wheel spin,
slower now.
feeling seeps
into winter.
there were a few of them,
or was it two?
sbm.
Written by
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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