July 23, 2020 Arts + Scene » Poetry
Months of Pandemic And now this Comet,
Beneath the Big Dipper.
One faint light stroke
Music Tonight: Friday, Sept. 22
Get a Taste of the Deep South at Swamp Stomp
Sip of Summer Hard Cider Festival Tomorrow
Is apparently moving
Nowhere in particular.
Billions of Stars Appear indifferent,
As my mind races.
Calm it down Is now my motto
Racing into the night.
Kirk Gothier
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