Dedication
sweetly she sang for a swarm of us tucked into the dimly lit room sleeping snow outside, she grew still closed her eyes. when speaking softly is heard with a […]
sweetly she sang for a swarm of us tucked into the dimly lit room sleeping snow outside, she grew still closed her eyes. when speaking softly is heard with a […]
Eklutna Lake Back in the old days when there were no streetlamps we played outside after school under a bright moon. We were just kids then and we did not
The Whale Decides Rocky took me out on the pack ice by way of the captain, who granted us permission Like being on the moon. spring ice, blue snow white
You look at your bewildered face in the mirror, knowing or, maybe not knowing you are powerless to decide the day, to find your keys and lock the door
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