Photography Poetry like

A new springtime 

An abecedarian centered around “cull.”

Able bodies cull dark flowers. Gone (be) hued irises. [Joinder]. Keepsakes, laughs, moments . . . Not ornate physics quantifying reversals: (instead) Skylines tender under vastness.

Wanting Me (X) You {Here}.


I write abecedarian sequences

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