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Peddler

Each town wears the faces he knows so well. They come to him, puffy and pink with eagerness, their hands like platters of gold. They come, too, sharp and shadowed with greed, and the wares they seek are stark as … Continue reading

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Fool’s Day

April Green again? My lover hates the brown Earth and stark trees While I yearn for everything to be swaddled in white. Peaceful, quiet white. Tomorrow the robins will show their freckled faces and poke holes around the weeds in … Continue reading

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