July 17, 2008 Arts + Scene » Poetry
Indoors for days, I’m gone in the sweep of what the window gathers: sunset’s heft serrated between jagged limbs hung limp over the shed roof’s orange rust, coils of underbrush, the gaps darkness articulates.
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