windrag : poetry : journal
about
inside
:: f : w : i : w ::
uninsulated
by
windrag
spring night. old house creaks.
cold seeps in through the floorboards,
smelling of jasmine.
Published:
April 9, 2015
Filed Under:
haiku
,
napowrimo
,
poem
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