windrag : poetry : journal

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Category: napowrimo

evening bell

work done for the day calm within this messy house wrists and ankles free

uninsulated

spring night. old house creaks. cold seeps in through the floorboards, smelling of jasmine.

koan study

compare and contrast: stare into the flashlight, or shine it on the road?

rain-taste

crooked as it is what is it that keeps the spine as straight as it is?

nature

humans: we’re the rock- breakers. let’s own it, keep it simple, stick to it.