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Tossing Leaves

An August afternoon it’s late A strong breeze soliciting Mischief Shaking trees Tossing leaves Cotton clouds behave In a reckless fashion I hold my breath A thought wrestles With a memory In the archives of My mind There are renegades … Continue reading

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Like Leaves Left To Rot

train journey daydreaming to the city wishing almost…. hoping the sun will not renege desert us while we sleep recurring fragments thoughts of 1968 a page of archive written with invisible ink across a blue belated sky i hold my … Continue reading

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