Poetry
Dusk || Mary Marie Dixon
October 06, 2022
by Mary Marie Dixon Clouds darken like molasses A painfully slow leaching of dusk Vesper sparrows drop their songs …
by Mary Marie Dixon Clouds darken like molasses A painfully slow leaching of dusk Vesper sparrows drop their songs …
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