Mar 2016
summer
turns with
the aging leaves
she carries
her days
on the bend
of her shoulder
the drifting
weight of the morning
curls with the smoke
of her cigarette
turns with
the aging leaves
she carries
her days
on the bend
of her shoulder
the drifting
weight of the morning
curls with the smoke
of her cigarette
(Utah)
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