Poetry like


I think you’ll get it.

It would be enough To be a sliver of light in your window When I’m that way. Live a million years With only a thought if you. I’d understand In a glow how little I mean When I’m that way.

{A dark hungry shrew.}


I write abecedarian sequences

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