September seems to be slipping by really fast, although technically it just seems that way. Perhaps that’s because as of Sunday morning, we’re officially in fall, or autumn. On the day of the fall ...
Trumpet Creeper The trumpet creeper rings out the evening’s bell long Mountain pigeon cries Swelling and subsiding When darkness slowly pools below the road A hearse Dragged light quietly past -Moon ...
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