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Jul 2020 · 115
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S K Rowlings Jul 2020
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White knuckles turn blue from
a permanent fist
permanent frost that
bites his skin.
Bare feet blackened by
wandering nights,
running for light
as the dark creeps in.
A fragment of a longer poem, still drafting...
#winter #cold #bigcityblues #streetlife
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