Still the aftermath
Trees reach tall and wide, like We-
That is All-she wrote.
Painting by George Hayter (1792-1871), 'After the Storm' c. 1833 in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
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Sunday, July 23, 2023
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Nightfall
Woken from a deep slumber, as if my name was spoken aloud. Only the spotlight of a honeyed full moon sings across my shadowed walls. Heart...
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